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… and I can’t help thinking how enraged by them I have become. Everyone has their reasons, every one has their problems, i am not bashing any one person, nor am i saying you should or shouldn’t harm yourselves. Everyone is free to think for themselves. This is but another one of my pointless rants. But how can you be so naive? How can you hate your body? Your body is perfect. It’s healthy, it functions properly, and you harm it? You injure it and leave scars you quickly become ashamed of. Why are you punishing your body for something your mind is conjuring? 

I cannot run. I cannot walk long distances. My own body attacks itself and this coming may i will have a gruesome, no less than, 6 inch scar from the top of my breast bone and down, between my boobs, to the end of my rib cage. I envy all of you. Those of you that can look in the mirror and see a perfect body free from scars. I am ashamed of those of you who choose to destroy the one thing i have ever wanted. 

When i look in the mirror now, i look at the space in my chest that will soon be grotesquely ripped apart and i feel pain. How naive one can be. How one can be so unappreciative of something that works perfectly. I loathe every single person that looks in the mirror and claims their body is anything but perfect. So what if your too skinny or too fat for this society. Your body works properly, you are healthy, you are lucky. You are beautiful. Fuck this society. Treat your body with the respect it deserves. 

I have no control over the scar i will have, but you have the control over the scars you’ve given yourself. Treat your body right. Respect it. And it’ll respect you. Trust me.