I am proud of who i am today the battle almost killed me but I’m still here fighting shirt

I am proud of who i am today the battle almost killed me but I'm still here fighting

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Some of you may already know this about me but I am proud of who i am today the battle almost killed me but I’m still here fighting shirt in the hopes of helping someone else. I am anorexic plus I battle meth addiction. My eating disorder lead to my drug addiction. My need to be “perfect” and skinny almost killed me more then once.

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This is a real story . A story of a girl fighting with herself against fat-shaming and body – shaming. I am fat and I am proud of who i am today the battle almost killed me but I’m still here fighting shirt. From the very first, I have been bullied and fatshamed and have been told what to do and what not to do in order to lose my weight. The society kept hush-hushing at the same time kept pointing it out how I wasn’t worthy, how I was ugly.

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Mum had a black eye and swollen lips when I am proud of who i am today the battle almost killed me but I’m still here fighting shirt. She drank alcohol from her favorite old mug in the kitchen. Her hair looked funny. Front of her blouse was rumpled and the side was torn. I knew it was Dad. They fought every day. Mum was always quick to use bad words for Dad and he would strike her hard across her face.

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