Every morning I wake up terrified of having to see my reflection in the mirror
The fear of having those spots that humiliated me my entire childhood, appearing yet again, haunts me
No matter how much they taught me, they showcase the true disgust and disapproval of people
I know I'm not strong enough to go through all that alone again
I hate the feeling of loneliness and insecurity they bring alongside
At least now there are people that can end the loneliness for a while, not forever, but that little while tends to be enough to heal me slowly, again not completely, but little by little, soon only leaving a scar
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RandomIn the middle of switching phones, I realized I had a terrible habit of writing my thoughts in my notes app(thoughts I liked enough to not lose) so here's a section of my imagination:)
