Um…

So on the bus I was talking about how jumping out a bus window might kill you and how I wanted to die. And this girl was like, “Okay then, do it.” I said no, I probably couldn’t fit. So her response was, “So, become anorexic and then you can fit out.” I told her I was anorexic, and she was like, “No you aren’t. Well, maybe.” What I dislike is how she threw it around as a thing you just do, and didn’t believe me. It’s a mental disorder. You can’t see my thoughts. So you don’t know. People have been like that before about my depression, anxiety, and suicidal thoughts. I don’t like it.