Dear journal,
When i got to school today everyone looked at me funny. Was it my clothing choices? My makeup? I couldnt for my life figure it out. I decided it would be a good idea to see what everyone was actually looking at. So, i headed to the bathroom. I got to the mirror and turned around slowly. I was never the kind of person to look myself right in the eye. After all, i was just too insecure. I took it slow, looking at my feet, then shins, knees; and then i saw it.. The cuts. I froze for a minute. I had nothing to do, to cover them, to hide them; i couldnt do anything. I had been wearing ripped jeans. I guess thats just something else about myself that i cant love.💔
Sincerelly,
Alexis
