I stare at the mirror, my heart heavy with weighted thoughts on my mind. Haunted eyes stare back at me, full of pain and discouragement. Tears pool against my eyelids as despair begins to overwhelm me. I’m never going to be perfect...
Struggling With Self-Hatred Pt. 2
Wow... Where do I even start? The last post I have written on this blog I ended up pouring out my heart with all the pain and heartache I had stored up over the years of abuse from parents in my life as well as from myself. I had been at the end of my… Continue reading Struggling With Self-Hatred Pt. 2