Sitting on the couch whit my mother and my sisters we were just talking about anything that came to our mind, it was nice felt and it felt so good, I was so comfortable.
Until I heard my sister said something that I didn't want to hear, something that I believe for a while now but I didn't want to hear someone else say it.
She said "our aunt from next door said she is worried about you cause she's not sure if you'll get a boyfriend whit all that stuff that happens to you and all those burns on your skin and I got mad because she didn't had any rights to say something like that" my sister said.
My mom did get mad and annoyed, because I guess she knew that my scars had always been my big insecurity.
My sisters and mom started to stare at me probably wondering if I was going to cry or I guess they wanted to see if i felt affected, of course I was going to cry but not in front of them, I didn't want them to know how much the words affected me.
But I guess they saw it, how much I was affected they probably saw the pain in my eyes, my mom said "don't worry about any of that ok, don't let that affect you, you are beautiful" she said I just nod my head not believing a word she said.
I remember later that night I went in the dark and cried over the thought that my aunt was right, nobody was going to like me romantically just look at me whit all these stupid burns and scar, why did it had to be me why.
I wanted to grab a shaver or a knife and just cut it all off, these burns maybe then everything would be better, I wouldn't have to worry about anything, and maybe I could go out more and be more secure about myself.
I've never told my parents or my sisters how I felt, I don't want them to worry about me or seem me cry, I've never wanted them to know that I don't like the way I look. I try to cover it as much as I can, cause I've never like the thought of someone having pity for me or worrying and crying for me.
Especially my family.
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His broken princess
Historia CortaI understand the thoughts of suicide that do reside but when I sit and think about my family I feel new inside, I promise I would cause a thousand deaths before I cause them any pain but somehow I end up killing everything. I cry for you I would die...
