A day like any other... You hate yourself. What else is new? At this point I would be surprised if anyone continued to read this... this... I don't even know what to call it.... A journal on the road to discovery of just how badly you hate yourself? Your writing is a joke.
All you want to write about is pain and self loathing. Aren't there other things to write about? Prettier things? Things you enjoy?... Ah, yes, those are the things that end up letting you down in the end and making you hate yourself... again.
I don't know that it's technically right to say "again" in your particular circumstance. Do you ever really stop hating yourself to begin with? I don't think you do. Deep down in the core of who you are... you hate yourself through and through. We can only remember one time where you were able to say you were happy with yourself. Do you remember why you said that? You felt like you were on top of the world. You were exercising daily... You were going to school. Your family was behind you and supporting 100%. What happened?
Oh... that's right... you fucked it all up.
*taps forehead*
Do you ever think before you do the things you do?
You truly, truly disgust me.
Keep travelling down babe... deeper still. We'll find the end of this rabbit hole some day.
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