I was on a weight loss drug that nearly killed me pancreatitis. I spent most of my summer in bed I’m still not at my goal. I’m so fed up with life my family isn’t my family at all. I can’t take care of myself because how sick I am. The pandemic and inflation rates is fucking everything up. I live on my own and I can’t work anymore living off savings I’m so fed up and sick. I still have 30 lbs to lose - my mom won’t even show up to help me in need. I hate her so much and how much she’s abused me and then blocks me from her life. I’m so fed up of being alive.