Post #2452332

Here’s the thing, I can find your beauty and champion you to the world, convincing you of your worth and that the world is a much better place with you in it. I can empathize with your struggles and see how hard you’re fighting to just get by. But when it comes to myself and I turn inwards, I see nothing but failure and ugliness. You are defined by your beauty, me by my self-hated. I can’t ever be kind to myself. And that’s such a fucked up way to live.