Every time i say something to my mom she’s like “it’s yur mental health” “it’s yur stress” “it’s this” “it’s that” it’s acc fucking annoying. Just because i’ve got shitty mental health doesn’t mean everything should be blamed on it. I feel sick so i don’t eat. “it’s yur mindset of food” what just because i tried to make myself v* a few times but the only reason i failed was because i panicked due to emetophobia which she doesn’t know i have. my periods have stopped “it’s just a stress thing” or “you’re not eating properly” every single thing is based off of my mental health now. My dad pointed out my scars when i was wearing SHORT SHORTS WHEN I SAY SHORT I MEAN BOOTY SHORTS AND MY SCARS ARE HIGH UP NEAR MY COOCH WHY THE FUCK WAS HE LOOKING. i used to over eat due to something that happened with my stepdad. i thought he’d stop he didn’t it took him and my mom to break up. The last time it happened. The day before my birthday 1st june 2019 it took nearly a fucking year for me to get over it it happened for 2 and a half years. i was too scared to tell my mom. i only told her this february. I only started getting proper mental help this march i was discharged due to the fact that i lied to them about my mental health because the way they did it was too babyish. I’ve been like this for 5 years every things in the light now everyone knows everything. So they all just blame it on my mental health. School starts in 3 weeks i’m fucking petrified i was getting bullied badly before lockdown that caused my self harm addiction which i’ve stopped completely hopefully. The scars. I hate them. But it’s my fault i’ve ended up with them. I should have stayed strong i shouldn’t have tried to OD on 14th february 2020 at 19:58. What am i supposed to do my mom says i’ve got depression and a bit of anxiety i know i have separation anxiety and social anxiety they’re enough for me i don’t want anything else but my mom makes it out that i have more. I just want to be normal.