I've realized something. I've realized that I don't need to be perfect anymore.
God still loves me, no matter what I look like. That doesn't mean I can't take care of my health, or stop being nice to everyone. It just means I don't have to be perfect.
I won't really be posting in this story anymore. I most likely will be posting a new story that's mainly about my life, not just about my perfectionism.
I don't really know what to say... I just wanted to tell you guys.