"So why not?" I usually think to myself everyday as I wakeup.
I dread getting dressed more than anything. It's my most vulnerable part of the day. No,it's not that I'm overly insecure with my weight.
Sighing,I search through my clothes. I pick through till I find a long sleeve. "I'm tired of this."
I despise hiding from the world. I know that the worst part of my morning routine is coming. Pulling off my night clothing I shut my eyes because I don't want to face myself. I realize I've got to regardless.
Covered in scars I visualize my own downfall or defeat. I think that's why I become so frustrated most days. Finally,a few months ago I became weary of explaining my skin condition. I became to embarrassed. So I simply solved my problem by hiding day after day.
Words do and can hurt to the point I myself gave up on the questioning gazes. I refuse to expose myself even to the ones who understand. Deep down I know this is for life. Oneday maybe I'll be brave enough to show my beautiful olive skin again.- entries from my life
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Mandatory Effect
RandomTrue events that take/took place somewhere in my life. Lessons I've learned. Journal entries
