Why do you cut me down and make me feel small, worthless, fat, unlovable, and ugly- treat me like I don't already know all that, like I don't have feelings? Like I don't matter to anyone? Like no one will ever want me, like no one will ever love me for me? Why act as if I don't have feelings, as if I'm a robot?
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The Story Of My Life
RandomThis is my depressing little journal, I needed somewhere to put all my depressing thoughts, and so this was born.
