Warning
"trigger warning for self injury, self-hate and suicidal thoughts"
Sensitive topic mentioned...
Why was I different from everyone and why did I simply stop caring anymore...
Why did it hurt to see myself in the mirror? why was it hard to say that I'm beautiful?
When did I stop loving myself?
"Miya yaa come downstairs" said my mom
"You've been in your room all day, look at you you've put on so much weight" said my mom
"I don't feel too good" I replied
"You look fine to me" said my mom while placing her hand on my forehead to see if I have a temperature
"I don't know then" I said while walking away
I started to feel suffocated around my family.. to an extent where it started to hurt... I just simply didn't care about anything, even myself
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Walking across the empty corridors really gave me time to think that my life is like this empty, with no one just me and my thoughts.
"Ayyy fatty you not going to class"said a voice behind me
Me not responding just walking past trying to avoid the voices inside telling me that I am fat and that I'm ugly.
"Miya are you okay" said Mrs Jones
"Your English assessment was amazing but it was a very debating topic are you okay Miya you can tell me"said my English teacher looking rather worried
"I'm fine" I replied
"You sure" said Mrs Jones while trying to read my face
"Can I go now?" I asked
"Yeah go ahead" said Mrs Jones
Without taking a second I left that suffocated room where I was getting asked if I was fine.. when I didn't even know myself if I was fine.
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RandomFeeling so low that causing pain is the only solution towards this living hell of a life.... Meeting someone really changes life perspective for Miya.... But is that a reason for her to live?
