I act like i am always happy-go-lucky and that i love myself, when really i hate almost everything about my life. I hate that i weigh 120 pounds and i that i can't lose 13 pounds. I hate my face, especially my nose. I had braces, but i still hate my smile. I can't stand most of my "friends". I pretend my family is rich, when really we're a middle class family, making about $43,000 a year. I have a eating disorder, i used to cut and i hate myself for still wanting to sleep with my ex, who had cheated on me. I lie to everyone i know. I change who i am to make it seem like i don't care. When, in all reality, I care more than anything.