…on the self
I’ve never told my friends I couldn’t stand myself most of the time, so I got a therapist some of the time. It helps. I’m more human than I thought.
Every time I looked in a mirror I saw a new flaw or the old flaws had gotten worse. I needed a change. I gave all the mirrors in my house to Goodwill.
It worries me sometimes that I think of suicide. But when I play my guitar it makes me want to live. That means something and I am going to pursue it.
I am a horrible parent. I don’t want to spend time with my kids because I am scared of the responsibility. This is a step forward that I admitted this to myself.
My ex-boyfriend hit me. I realized my standards were low and I told him that to his face before I left. I don’t plan on living my life with his problems.
When I was a kid I was molested. I told my girlfriend that was the reason why I had such a hard time showing her affection. Since then, I hug more.