I’m an only child. I love my parents very much. The thing is, I don’t know how to tell them that my depression is the reason I like to be alone. And it’s not always just my depression, sometimes things I say make me just want to be alone.

I love my mom, but sometime she doesn’t understand what she says. She comments on my weight and how I need to lose it, but it’s just so hard. I have a disease called Hashimoto’s hypothyroidism. It’s very hard for me to lose weight and very easy for me to gain. I also have a gluten intolerance. Both of these mixed are very dangerous for me. This semester in college, I gained around 60 pounds. If my mom had given me the choice, I probably would’ve stayed up here at college most, if not all, of winter break.

I hate my body. I go to counseling here at school during the semester to help, but it doesn’t do everything. I’m not suicidal or anything, I’m just sad and not confident.

I’ve tried telling my parents that I don’t like talking about my weight. Sometimes they bring it up anyway. I either have to get up and walk away or say, “I don’t want to talk about this.” Sometimes I do both.

I have a couple outfits I only like to wear and some days don’t like to look at myself I’m the mirror or while I’m the shower

I didn’t know if this was the place to put this, but I had to put it somewhere.