I make jokes all the time about how i'm ugly. But I don't think anyone knows how much I actually hate my face.
My face never used to bother me but now. I'm pale but I have rosy cheeks. I have freckles but they aren't always visible. My face mainly resembles my mothers but the details I got from my dad don't mix well with her. Making me ugly.
People tell me i'm not but I can't change the image I have of myself.
My body shape doesn't help with that either.
I have short legs but a long torso. My thighs are large and that is the part i'm most insecure about. I never wear shorts, I hate just seeing my legs it makes me feel disgusting.
My uniform at school literally makes me look like a potato and the fact that I have to be seen like that has made me cry before.
Whenever I get into talking about this with my "friends" they find me annoying or make it about them. It hurts knowing I have to look like this for the rest of my life.
With no one to talk to.
Writing this book is my way to vent and hopefully find people to be there for me. I also want to look back on this in the future and use it as motivation.
I will probably never end this book. So that when I feel down I can write.
If you feel you are at a low in your life I suggest you start writing because I know how hard it is to find someone to talk to, but use this as your last resort.
Bye for now
