I hate birth control. The only reason I'm on it is because I think it's some sort of rite of passage you have to adhere to once you hit a certain age and you're a woman. Inevitably. I'm so upset right now. I'm generally a happy person. But seriously since I started this stupid pill I put on like 20 pounds. FUCK YOU BIRTH CONTROL. FUCK YOU to all the skinny girls who were always skinny. I know this is a really shallow rant. But seriously when you're a FAT child and you become skinny and then you become fat again. It's pretty much a terrible feeling. And it doesn't help when you're sister's fucking Lady Gaga, and you're best friends are all tiny little fairies who can eat and eat and eat... and it goes I don't know, NOWHERE.
See, when something really bothers me in the morning, I just rant away on Sexless and I realize how ridiculous this problem is in comparison to the REAL problems of the world... and all of my anger about being huge suddenly fades away amidst my rage for social issues. But now I'm angry about forced prostitution, and sweatshops, and the United States of America.
Oh God. I won't. I won't go there. I won't go to the extreme again. I rather be healthy then fucked in the head. I rather be me now, then be 90 pounds or get hooked on coke or smoke cigarettes.
I thought I was supposed to be brave? Where is my bravery? Where is my goddamn mother when I need her?
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