Getting slightly annoyed about the fact of not being able to do a handstand.
you will probably say 'go exercise' but it's not that simple.
i almost started crying there in front of them. i am hideous.
they weren't insulting me, but i could see their disgusted and dissapointed glances that they threw towards me like arrows.
i was disappointed by myself.
it was really hard because even those who were least expected to do that actually did it.
my self-hatred is high all day.
i've cutted again.
my family doesn't notice because i'm not worth of their attention.
i'm crying right now. i can't do it anymore, i can't!
i'll probably never be the same again.
when i finally recovered i did it again.
i'm a disgrace.
i hate myself.
i hate people aka judgemental assholes.
i don't know do i really want to live anymore.
but i put a fake smile and 'enjoy' my day.
i can't do fake smiles anymore. nobody cares.
because i'm hideous.
