"You don't look pretty at all. Not face or body or scarred up wrists."
It hurt to hear because it's true.
I'm on the verge of crying right now. I don't really cry that much, but I'm just embarrassed with myself.
I always feel like I shouldn't show myself, shouldn't go out and shouldn't let old friends see what I look like now.
It's true. I tested and it's true. I disgust people. I scare them.
"Your face looks like brittle bones are sticking out of your skin. I'm really mad right now."
"Your arms look all boney."
"You've promised so much. So far, my pinkies have been broken multiple times."
"You need to eat something besides like apples and celery."
It hurt to hear because it's true.
I'm on the verge of crying right now. I don't really cry that much, but I'm just embarrassed with myself.
I always feel like I shouldn't show myself, shouldn't go out and shouldn't let old friends see what I look like now.
It's true. I tested and it's true. I disgust people. I scare them.
"Your face looks like brittle bones are sticking out of your skin. I'm really mad right now."
"Your arms look all boney."
"You've promised so much. So far, my pinkies have been broken multiple times."
"You need to eat something besides like apples and celery."
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