I Hate Being Thin

Sometimes, yes. I hate being this small in general. It makes me feel like some people see me almost like I’m a child, because on top of being thin I’m also short. I feel that I appear more like a adolescent boy and not a 25 year old woman, because I barely have breasts, my arms are scrawny and lanky like twigs, my neck is kinda long and thin, and I got chicken legs. For some reason I worry and think too much and see my body as a disadvantage. I wonder what would happen to me if I was seriously injured in a car accident or some other freak accident. It’s not that I’m afraid to die, I just wonder how bad of an injury I could sustain without suffering with irreversible damage. I’ve never had anything really serious happen to me like that, so I often wonder, “when will my turn come?”