You wanna know a secret? I look at myself in the mirror and try to pick out nice things about me, about my body, about my appearance, and do you know what makes me sad time after time after time? I can’t find one thing I like about myself. None. Not one. Single. Damn. Thing. I see a broken person but I Try and deny it to myself all of the time. I am so flawed that I hate it. I hate not being good at anything. I hate not being in control of my emotions. I hate getting upset over little things. I hate having a heart that is too big. I hate being left alone even though I push people away. I hate being so insecure. I hate that I feel like I’m not good anough for anything or anyone. I hate depending on people. I’m soooooo sick that I’m exhausted of trying so damn hard and not getting anywhere. I hate it I hate it I hate it!!!!
