My pillow never dries up. I keep on crying. My head won’t stop aching. I keep on screaming. My dreams are no more. I stay awake. My body is in pain. I keep hurting myself. My heart stopped feeling. I keep distance. My thoughts are scattered. I keep thinking.
I stopped trying , it was pointless. The light and potential were shuttered. I am a laughing stock to everyone . I can’t loss weight, I don’t have the money to fix my teeth. In my dark room I sit alone in my thoughts. I see myself and am not proud. I cry day by day. Alone by myself. Okay in the open. Deep down sorrow, shame , hopeless, not proud of me. What’s left ? Nothing. A blade becomes the ease. Every cut comforts me. Hating , yelling and cutting only me. I am ugly , imperfect, unsuccessful , a disgrace. I am pathetic.
She closed her eyes and opened them.
I find my self on a bed , in a hospital bed, tubes in my hands, doctors around me … I am weak , my head hurts . I cry. I am afraid. Until …..
Her deep inner self…
I have got to get up and make a move. No one is here for me but me. I am strong am I wise , I cant be perfect but I can be outstanding. I got to lift me for me.
The flashbacks of her recent life…. Moved her n she tried to find herself n her peace. And she did.
I am happy. People shouldnt define you. I allowed them to get to me. But now I take charge. I was hard on myself for being the fat girl they called me , the girl who is not like other girls , the girl with bad teeth , I re-designed myself am all that. There is no one in the world like me! Am worth it.
Am sorry for trying to hurt me.
Hurting yourself , beating yourself , not being proud of who you are , wanting to get rid of yourself, Its not worth it. You are beautiful with your scars , you are capable of anything. Dont let anyone define you!!
I tried to cut short , but base the whole story for you not to get bored .
Based on a true story.