Honestly, most of the time I feel like a burden to the people around me. I guess I can see my flaws well, and it sticks out like rose's thorns: I talk too much, I'm plain noisy, I always say the wrong things, I've been selfish, I've been two-faced, I'm always criticizing about the smallest things, I'm totally unglamorous and I'm just fat. Thinking bout all these just made me think about how ugly I am. Most of the time I wonder why do I even still have friends. Each time I talk to one I always feel that my flaws would just spill out of me for him/her to see. Under this skin lies a hopelessly insecure damsel in a huge distress. Feeling confident was something I never experienced for myself. I feel like a fat and awkward seal that is out of place. My insecurities can just swallow me alive. Makes me hate myself a lot sometimes; like I'm not worth anyone's time and company.
And nowadays, pretty girls talking about how they are jealous of other pretty girls makes me feel like I shouldn't even exist. It's like when people tell you that your best isn't enough, it just reminds me that I've grown a tad skinnier except that I'm still fat.
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