Me to me

Today marks a year to the day I started Therapy. I used to be called fat a lot. Even though the doctor stated I was healthy.. I've always had kind of a chubby mid section and big soccer thighs. I used to get so upset about it. When I was 15 I started cutting myself instead of eating sometimes. I was afraid to tell my parents because they probably just would've said "You're a man suck it up" so I asked to go to therapy. They almost refused but they let me go. Therapy isn't the only reason I stopped cutting but it sure did help. Now I've got scars on my thighs, 7 on each one. I've recently found a partner who I love. I had to explain the scars to him before we got Intimate. We've been friends our whole lives and he was so sad to see that I was struggling and didn't tell anyone. So from now on I've been telling him what I feel and a few other close friends. Because I've realized keeping everything in hurts me.

Also smoking pot helps for sure.