My family makes me feel like shit and talk about how I eat and how I don’t go out and exercise as often as I should and basically said I was lazy, gross useless and fat and I was going to die. One: I eat healthy. I don’t eat anything bad except on special occasions and when I need or want a treat and that’s perfectly fucking fine. Two: I have severe depression and going out and doing anything other than laying in my bed is extremely fucking difficult for me and they can’t seem to get that through their ignorant, thick heads. It takes me a solid week-at least-for me to get the motivation and yelling at myself for me to be able to take a walk. It’s fucking hard and all they do is make me feel like shit constantly. They make me feel gross. They can’t see that I’m a generally healthy person, just because I’m not fucking skinny. They wonder why I never want to be around them or why I stay in my room. I don’t need other people making me feel shitter than I already do.