Give up all hope, those who enter here…
The moment you realize you are not society’s idea of “pretty” or “hot”, that you’re too fat and disgusting to get a boyfriend in high school, to be the one who gets crushed on, to never be the one who men are eying, to get to breeze through life in a glory of ease and attention.
When you realize you’ll never be a celebrity icon just for your looks, that you will actually have to work to find your place in this world, find your own talent, and slave to find maybe one person who will love you. That you’ll be doomed to a life of being only the “friend” to never be the one others want to be with.Be doomed to forever lack the self image to take chances in fear of ridicule and rejection.
To realize that no matter how much body confidence your friends and family feed you, telling you that you’re beautiful on the inside and that you have a beautiful personality, you are still living in a society that hates and despises you and no matter how much confidence you exude you will always be the butt of their jokes and prejudice.
Especially when you’re alone, these realizations become clearer and clearer until you are left with a depressed, miserably lonely girl with social anxiety disorder who has to see multiple therapists because she can barely function in the world without mass amounts of drugs; prescription and otherwise, who pretends with all her might to be the body-loving big girl everyone sees her as, still trying desperately to believe what her supporters have told her, that confindence is the key to love and happiness. But after years of feigned confidence and dwindling love she always ends up in a pit of despair and self hatred.
