born on April 7th

struggling with ed is no joke because why tf do i feel like a fucking whale when i’m at the healthiest weight i’ve ever been. why tf do i cry about my thighs touching and my pants actually fitting. for the first time in my life, i weigh more than 50kgs and able to actually donate blood but i feel im at my fattest. the self awareness of it all makes it even worse. i dread the day im liberated from all this suffering.