
They say in fat ugly and lazy and my art is terrible and I have no future as an artist. Before break I hadn’t touched a console in weeks. My mom tracks my phone she can see I’m spending all my days and nights in the studio sometimes barely eating or sleeping yet yells at me for going to my campuses game room and playing on the xbox there for no reason. I havnt stepped foot in there all semester
I want to move out but I can’t get a job while in college. I don’t even fucking know what I’m gonna do after college cause I want to do art but have no fucking self confidence I’ll ever do well. I fuck up everything i touch and im never good enough at anything. I already failed programming after my shitty school had a fucking math teacher sub for a whole year. I’m surprised I even lived long enough to graduate high school let alone my second year of college with how fucked up my mental health is
I’m tired of going to class with only an hour of sleep, and going home to get punched and shit thrown at me by my brother. I’m tired of getting pounding migraines constantly from being hit in the head by him, I’m tired of my mom fucking fat shaming me and telling me the only guy who’d ever love me was my ex who stalked me and planned to rape me