It's been 7 years of being a maladaptive daydreamer.

It started during high school. My parents had gotten divorced, I hated how I looked physically, I had been bullied enough to have to change of school, and my sister, who was my biggest friend, left home to study abroad. I felt completely lonely and disgusted every time I looked at myself in the mirror. I had massive acne breakouts, I never fully developed "as a woman is supposed to" and people made fun of my small breasts and how…