The brunette stood in the mirror, hazel dull no life remaining, dark circles under eyes, a frown on her ivory skin, a black waist trainer laying on the counter in front of her. She stepped back leaning against the bathroom wall, slowly sliding down the wall and into the cold tile ground.
She had cut her hair, stopped eating yet she couldn't please or make anyone happy. Nothing, she couldn't even make herself happy. Voices screaming in her head pointing out each flaw.
Worthless
Useless
Fat
Stupid
Tears began to run down her face, she moved her hand to cover her mouth to muffle the sobs not wanting to get yelled out for crying, and being weak. Years she tried being happy tried to accept herself. But nothing
The words of people who she thought she could trust repated in her head
"You're seriously eating that? You already gained enough weight no one is gonna want to be friends or date you"
"Can't you do one fucking thing right!?"
"You really are stupid"
"Stop crying what the hell is wrong with you? Nothing now stop it"
She leaned her head back closing her eyes. Scratching heard on the other side, she couldn't handle it anymore. She just couldn't. The brunette moved her hand away wiping the tears that kept rushing down
"You can't be like those people"
"Those people are demonic. Are you demonic no. You don't know what you want you're a child"
She couldn't even love who she was without it being seen as a problem. She remembered sitting on the patio getting cursed at for liking someone of the same gender. She remembered watching as her dad yell at her best friend to get out for defending her when she did nothing wrong.
"You're gonna have shitty life! I already know it!"
"What's wrong with you! Can't you do anything right!?"
Oh how she wanted it to end.. Tired of him pointing out no one loved or cared about her.
"You're sisters don't fucking love you! They don't anything to do with you! No one fucking cares! Now stop crying and finish cleaning your room"
Barley even getting noticed for doing things around the house. Though had done it countless times
"Just fucking leave! Get your shit and leave!"
She tried that one time.. But it lead to her getting cursed at and water thrown on her.. Oh how she hates her house.
All she could ever do was just sit and take it. All because her mother picked men over her own children.
But. One more year then she can leave.. Then she can walk out of the house, bag and diploma in hand and forget the house and all the terrible memories
