Page 1036 - Self-esteem

I'm the kind of girl that's always smiling, giving good advice, and doing everything for everyone.

But inside? I'm stressed beyond belief. I cry, and I'm definetly depressed.

My secret? I wish someone would come up to me and say, "I'll take care of you."

Before bed tonight, I glanced at myself in the mirror and smiled.

I'm pretty damn beautiful for a plus-sized girl.

And I don't care what anyone says or thinks.

Everyone says that they wear make-up because society tells them they should.

Not one person has ever told me I look pretty, with or without make-up, but I still put it on every day.

My secret is I don't wear it for them. I put on make-up because with it on I feel pretty.

Society doesn't change that.

I want to tell someone about the bulimia, but they wouldn't believe me.

I'm too fat too be bulimic.

Yes, I am a straight A student.

Yes, I do have lots of friends. Yes, I do help others with their problems and cheer them up.

If only everyone knew that I'm a cutter. And that I go to therapy for depression and anxiety.

I've just gotten so good at hiding it, no one can even tell my smiles are fake.