10.30 am. At school.
I had found myself on a bathroom toilet at lunch time. Right there, sitting on what seemed to be a disgusting throne, I... started to think I deserved it.
I guess when someone feels that way about herself, she must be pretty broken inside.
My eyes couldn't stop dropping tears that ran through my face, falling off my chin and moistening my clothes.
I felt ugly, I felt dirty and empty. I ate slowly, almost not wanting it; with every bite I took, my head wouldn't stop thinking of everything that had happened to me. If anyone would have been watching me, they probably would have taken me for a girl with serious eating disorders.
After several minutes drowned in the pain of caring about what people thought of me, I started to question:
¿What made me reach this point? ¿In what moment had I lost myself?
Well, you're about to find out......
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A change of air
Non-FictionWhen your life sucks and everything seems nonsense, it might seem like there is nothing left, like there's nothing worth it anymore. Trapped in the middle of frustration, desesperation, and depression, "Marissa" will have a hard time finding the way...
