worthless [p.jh]

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Jihyo had been taking the pills (one a day) for around a month, each capsule with a pretty mint green band decorating one half.

Though they weren't really helping. Sure she had more energy now to get through the day, but at night her sleeping patterns were becoming more and more disturbed, she was often struck with irregular waves of nausea and she had even developed the tendency to randomly throw up.

It seemed like she was a favourite with the side effects.

What made it worse is that Twice's promotions were still going strong, still a couple weeks left until the girls could properly rest.

Jihyo loved being a part of Twice. She loved performing and she loved seeing the fans smiling when she waved at them.

But the pressure was undeniably immense, and it was only building. The back of her mind was constantly racing with thoughts, sparking up out of nowhere.

You're not working hard enough.

You're not thin enough.

You're not trying hard enough.

Your dancing isn't good enough.

You're not enough.