I'm empty but filling slowly up with self hate why would anyone love me when I don't love myself I don't respect myself I don't even see anything of me to respect my stomach isn't flat my thighs rub together and my arms are disgusting my sides are lumpy and I'm short I gag at myself in the mirror how could I be so disgusting no wonder no one wants me no wonder I lay alone every night the only presence I have is death because it looms like possibilities
I want someone to want me to say it's okay that you don't like yourself, because I love everything about you I want someone to help I need help help convincing myself I'm worth living I'm worth trying
this counselling **** does nothing ******* prove to me I'm worth something and not just a hole in the groud tell me I'm beautiful even though I won't believe it I'll believe the look in your eyes