When I was 5, I received my first scar on my chin. My cousin walked in on me taking a bath and I banged my chin on the bathtub.

When I was 11, I liked to play basketball a lot. I received my biggest scar on my right knee and 2 other scars on my left knee because of basketball. The scar on my right knee I remember perfectly from gliding across the concrete ground and screaming out 'OWW'

When I was 12, entering highschool, I began ... 'growing up' lollll This was the beginning of my very frequent stomach pains which have grown out of I don't know what

Throughout my teenage years, I've been experiencing about 3-4 abdominal pain each year that really really hurt. I still don't know what it is and the doctors don't know what it is.

I remember it was about 10pm at night and everyone had went upstairs except for me because I was watching something downstairs and my stomach began to hurt. I literally crawled upstairs and opened the first door I saw which was my sisters. That night was a living hell.

The next worst pain was in 2012 before school. I was taking a jog and when I finished, I was screaming. It was scary because it was just me and my grandma in the house and my grandma didn't know what to do. She called the ambulance, like I didn't think it was necessary because I knew these were one of my typical stomach pains. It was excruciating because it was cold and I was laying on the floor. I didn't go to school that day and I was sad :(

Now this. What I have now is the worst of the worst. 2 days on going. Bloating. Stomach bubbling constantly. Cramps. Uncomfortable. Unable to lay down horizontally. I'm hurting everywhere. Doctor says it'll go away after 2 days.

So now I'm really really reaaally weary about what and where I eat because it's always food poisoning or something bad I've eaten. Food is pretty much my enemy now because if I eat too much I'm gonna die and if I eat too little, I'm gonna die too. But if I eat the right amount I'm still gonna die because I have to eat consistently. I hate having to watch how I eat.

To sum up, I have body problems. Good and bad. The bad is a bitch because it scares my mum a lot. Sorry mum.


Saturday, July 12, 2014 8:30 PM