Why are we all fighting our own fight when history is trying so hard to tell us that together is where we stand strong.

When did this mentality of ''I need to do this my myself'' embed in our minds like a child that can reproduce his ABC's with his eyes closed because that's all he heard and practiced for days, weeks and months on end.

When did appearing vulnerable become our worst nightmare. Who replaced the monster under the bed, that we once feared greatly, with the dread of doubt and solitude.

You talk people down just to make yourself feel better.
You talk to them like they are nothing more then a plastic bag tossed away after just one use. A piece of plastic ripped and broken.

you talk to her.

You say she's fat, ugly, weird and unwanted, just to hide that these words are the things you that tell yourself every single morning when you wake up and sit in front of that same mirror that makes you hate yourself.

You hate yourself.

You despise that reflection that stares back at you every single morning. You put on your bitchface before you leave the house, so no one dares to look past your insults and would discover your worst fears, your insecurities, and your pain.
You hide them and protect them like a dog protects his newborns. Chasing those away that dare come to close.
She saw the fear, the pain, and the struggle and asked if you were alright.
You responded with hatred and anger.
Because that's the only way you know how to.

When someone hands you a lifeline, you cut it off cold-blooded.
And you let yourself drown.