This day has been quite horrible
I woke up at 4:00 am for school, as always, but my mom told me something she heard that made me like boil inside, and her as well
Few know i have some illness since i'm 12 years old, polycystic ovaries to be exact, Which makes me have HUUUUUUGE Hormonal problems, like a low tone voice, facial hair (alot for a girl), when i gain weight, i dont get chubby like a "normal " girl, like getting it on the hios or chest, i get like beer belly, and i also have Acantosis Nigricans, This makes my neck, armpits, between other things turn black, so my skin doesnt look like a normal one, those areas look darker of normal . n .
But im proud to say that i have amazing legs and a great butt//shot
WELL, tha thing is today in the morning my mom told me that a "friend of her" ,that took us to a doctor, the one that its making me lose weight, its really cool.
But this "friend" was like backstabbing us
TO MY MOM AND ME
Because she was saying thing about me, not even things about my mom, but about me, That maybe i wasnt her "daugther" because i looked too masculine, that maybe i was lesbian and my mom was soo embarrassed about me that only said i was sick to hide the fact that im lesbian and a masculine one
ARE YOU FUCKING SERIOUS
Its not my fucking fault i have polycystic ovaries, one of the most common hormonal illness on women with overweight, And if i were lesbian (Im actually Bisexual btw)
whats the motherfucking problem???
But you know whats even funnier, This woman's daugther IS indeed lesbian. And im not saying its a bad thing about being lesbian but How dare you to judge an ILL PERSON WITH HORMONAL DISORDER and mix it with sexual orientation, you just dont turn gay or lesbian by the way you look, Just because i dont use to wear dresses (in the zone where i live its kinda dangerous to wear them without some pervert taking advantage of that), since the clothes i like dont have sleeves and i dont wanna be judged by my dark skin sections since alot of people dont know about my illness, they think im dirty; Or maybe i dont like to wear alot of make up. Maybe i love to wear my jeans, my shirts and long jackets, and i like to wear cute things too, its just that i dont feel confortable with skirts or dresses. I might not be a pretty girl, but i dont deserve to be treated like that, i have never messed with someone, why they mess with me?
IS THAT A FUCKING PROBLEM??? IS THAT TOO MUCH TO FUCKING ASK???
and well, about the illness
I WENT TO THE DOCTOR TO GET A TREATMENT FOR FUCKSAKE
The less of my problems its the hair and stuff, beauty treatments cover them, but polycystic ovaries can turn into malign tumors, and that goes to ovaries cancer, and believe me i ain't dealing with cancer shit, i wanna be healthy
after hearing this, i was soo very offended, she was my mom's best friend for almost 4 years wtf, my mom helped her when her daugther was INDEED FIGHTING WITH CANCER, when she had no money for fod because the treatments, and thats how she talks about her friend's daugther? judging her friend's daugther about her illness and how she dresses up???? FUCKING GREAT
After this, i had a really huge stomache because the anger, but i didnt told my mom about it, i was in public transport and i started feeling dizzy, and the people around me didnt helped at all, a sir next to me stinked like ciggarette and i hate that smell, and the lady next to me was BATH with perfume, a really strong one, my stomach was a shake that moment, i tried to control myself and ........everything fucked up, i threw up in there, nobody got dirty luckly ......except me btw, i was covered in vomit, as well my backpack, and thank godness no book got dirty. i was fucking ashamed.
After that i went down the transport and called my mom to pick me up, i dont want another public transport to make me feel dizzy again, even worse when i was already covered in nasty stuff.
Arriving home i took a bath and washed all my stuff, i went to sleep and maybe cry since i was soo fucking done with my life.
yeah, so, thanks whoever that took the time to read this. i really need a hug