I would want them to tell me, but i just feel like all i ever do is tell them how bad i feel and i never really tell them that im happy and enjoying life, although its true i just dont want to continuously tell them this.
I try not too but it just happens so often now that its like constant reinforcement.
It is and i do enjoy it, im just thinking that at 23 im in a bit of a dead end job with no chance to progress, i have no boyfriend, im fat, ugly, depressed and unable to do anything really. Sorry.
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