Dear whoever will read this,
I'm ready to give up. I'm done, mom is making us move away. At least I can get away from everyone that would tell me that I was fat and ugly.
Something that I noticed is that she never noticed that I stopped eating three years ago.
Don't get me wrong, I love my mother.
But even with that love she has never noticed the blood stains in the bathroom or the way her razors would disappear and return with blood in the blade.
She doesn't notice the way my eyes change color with my mood.
Lavender-happy/normal
Purple-angry
Icy blue-upset/sad
She doesn't notice the things that matter while I'm here than she won't notice then when I'm gone either.
Love,
Skylar
