In my teen years and 20s I was a skinny dude, broom legs and arms and flat torso, I’m also very tall for a latino so made it more noticeable. But now that I’m on my mid 30s and that anything that I drink or eat is getting harder to “digest” I’m now overweight, still skinny limbs but with a protruding belly, like majority of Latinos here (we don’t believe in diets) and I don’t care anymore.

I was worried about my look as a kid but then realised that I wasn’t going to do anything with it, I’m not a model or role model for anything, unfortunately I will not be able to have my own family and I’m hoping to have a short lifespan so my health isn’t something that I care that much, don’t give a shit about my life tbh.

There’s a certain sensation of solace with that realisation accompanied by depression, then pain, but hey, life sucks after all, took me 30 years to get there.