I'm exhausted. I really am. Although I'm generally quite an optimistic and positive person, I'm also a complete realist; I know that we all have good days and bad days, that the internet is full of bitter and lonely people that have nothing better to do than pull others down, and that sometimes drawing a line and moving on is the best way to deal with situations. But in the last couple of weeks I've felt myself falling deeper and deeper into a pit of despair that's just left me mentally drained. And the source of this exhaustion" Continual comments about my appearance and weight.

I'm sick and tired of strangers feeling the need to tell me I need to go on a diet, that I'm going to die prematurely, or questioning why I've ballooned so much. I'm exhausted with the fact every time I go to approve my comments, there's another anonymous hate-filled observation or criticism about why 'fat people always have bruises everywhere' or that 'you better marry him fast, before you peg it'. I'm over the idiots that make it their mission to prove that I'm lying about my dress size, and spend their days leaving horrid essays on every one of my channels. The worrying thing is that this is just the tip of the iceberg: so many other women are on the receiving end of online hate that eats away at them until their confidence is in the gutter. So many gorgeous individuals are being told they look like a beached whale, that they're costing the NHS too much money, or that they should just hur...