I don’t MIND people asking me what’s wrong with my face. I don’t mind telling them what happened at all. What I MIND is when you sit over there with your little group of bitches giggling and taking pictures without knowing the whole story.  There are no fucking words for the pain I feel when you stare at me, when you take pictures of me with your camera to share on the internet. I can not fucking believe how immature you are, that you’re even an adult and you think it’s okay to treat people like me like this. I am not the only one scarred and maimed forever because of cancer. I feel like I must not be tortured enough by going through it and now I need to be bullied, made fun of, and feel so fucking hideous. There are many of us disfigured cancer survivors and we all know how we look. We KNOW we’re not normal looking and we don’t pretend to be. What hurts the most is I fucking survived cancer. People should be congratulating me, not going behind my back about how my fucking jaw hangs over to the side. I don’t usually complain about this stuff, but I don’t know what to do. I cry every single day. every day. about how I look and how people treat me. I see doctors of course, but nothing fucking helps. My good friends always tell me how “pretty” I am but regular people tell me how ugly I am and I always feel like they’re the ones telling the truth. Next time you make fun of someone, think about how they feel. Think about how you’d feel if it were you. Please, please, have a fucking heart :’/
I don’t MIND people asking me what’s wrong with my face. I don’t mind telling them what happened at all. What I MIND is when you sit over there with your little group of bitches giggling and taking pictures without knowing the whole story.

There are no fucking words for the pain I feel when you stare at me, when you take pictures of me with your camera to share on the internet. I can not fucking believe how immature you are, that you’re even an adult and you think it’s okay to treat people like me like this. I am not the only one scarred and maimed forever because of cancer. I feel like I must not be tortured enough by going through it and now I need to be bullied, made fun of, and feel so fucking hideous. There are many of us disfigured cancer survivors and we all know how we look. We KNOW we’re not normal looking and we don’t pretend to be. What hurts the most is I fucking survived cancer. People should be congratulating me, not going behind my back about how my fucking jaw hangs over to the side.

I don’t usually complain about this stuff, but I don’t know what to do. I cry every single day. every day. about how I look and how people treat me. I see doctors of course, but nothing fucking helps. My good friends always tell me how “pretty” I am but regular people tell me how ugly I am and I always feel like they’re the ones telling the truth.

Next time you make fun of someone, think about how they feel. Think about how you’d feel if it were you. Please, please, have a fucking heart :’/