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From Beth, Age 13

I'm so sick of myself, I always say: 'right this is the summer holidays i have 6 weeks to loose as much weight as I can!'. I say it everytime and most of the time...I gain, my parents don't help I can stay on a diet for a couple of days but then we'd be out somewhere and they'd say:'Oh don't worry Bethany everything hjas less calories when you're having fun, so go on take £1 and get an icecream.' or whatever, I need my family actually to help me, not to tell me I need to loose weight cos I mean they must think I'm thick, they don't think I look at myself in the mirror everyday and want to smash it up, look ant my 'bloated' tummy my lumpy calf my huge thighs my massive back and jiggy flab everywere It kills me to look at myself I just wanna thjrow the hairspray can when i'm doing my hair in the morning I think 'whats the point in using up the crap to make myself look better when it just won't work?' I hate the holidays I get in this cycle of being bored then eatuing then getting deoppresssed when my good jeans won't do up! I need help I don't know how anyone could help me though.People see me as the Fat Jolly person who's always up for a laugh so they go into this let's-take-the-micky-outta-Beth-she-won't-mind mode which gets on my nervesof coarce i'll just laugh along like my rule book says i should. Nobody knows tghe depression that I go through daily calorie counting and everything. I give up