"I need to get something off my chest. For as long as I can remember, I’ve felt like I wasn't enough or even attractive, all because of my family. Since I was little, they constantly put me down, even though the rest of the world saw me differently. I grew up with so much violence; my father used to hit me all the time when I was only nine. Back then, all I wanted was a little bit of love and attention, but I never got it. Instead, they sent me away to live with my aunt. I remember waiting by the window every single night, hoping they’d come back for me. That experience scarred me—it turned into this deep, paralyzing fear of abandonment. I’m constantly terrified that everyone will eventually leave me. They broke my spirit so much that I sought validation online, hoping that if I became famous and strangers told me I was beautiful, I would finally believe it. But I realized that no matter how many people admire me, I still can’t love myself. My family’s voice is just louder than everyone else's. Even now, if someone gets too close to me—even as a joke—I flinch. I’m instantly back to being that little girl, crying and begging my father to stop. They made me feel so weak. I’m 16 now, but I’m still trapped in that pain. I honestly just hate myself.
