Have you ever felt so sad and numb that happiness seemed to be a stranger? Have you ever felt like a stranger, in your own body, your own life? Have you ever felt as lonely as the only person in a closed library even when you are in a place like Ta...
"Comb your hair, Sophia. It is a mess, just like you." My mom said from the room. I was just laying there, wishing I didn't exist. She screams again. I get up and comb my hair. Will I ever be good enough for her? Why am I not good enough for anybody? not for my friends, not my parents, not my brother, not anybody.
I woke up early, around 6 am. I recorded my chapters and listened to them as I worked out. I went to my room after that, around 9:30 am. I texted my friend "Good Morning Beautiful". I took the craft stuff from my drawer and started my brother's project. I finished after like 2 hours. By the time all my job was done, it was 12 pm. I skipped breakfast. This was pretty much everyday morning routine.
I try so hard to be the perfect daughter for my parents by studying well and looking pretty. I try to be the good sister by helping my brother. I do the work at home to impress my own mom. I wish I was perfect like her.
Why am I not enough for anybody? Everybody finds something about me that they hate.
My hair is not shaped enough
My height was not enough
My skin was not perfect enough
I was too fat or too thin
My grade was not enough
Nothing about me is good enough...
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