I'm confused by myself. I smile, laugh, and am happy. But really I act happy. I have a great life! I have a beautiful family, amazing friends, everything I could ask for. But why am I sad? I HATE myself. I stand in the mirror and tell myself ,"your fat!" "Your ugly!" "No boy would ever love you!" "Your face has so much acne!" "Your legs are hairy and are as big as and elephant's legs!" "Your hair is gross!" I should be happy and love myself but I don't. I'm gonna be writing a diary on here. Daily. I'll be able to put what I can't say to people on here. Maybe I'll find out why I hate myself.
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ChickLitMy diary. Hopefully I'll find out why I hate myself. Probably not.