“How Do You See Me?”

This is a question I’d love to ask people that know me. It doesn’t matter how long they’ve known me for, whether they’ve met me in person or just know me from social media, I’d still like to know. Given what’s happening in my life right now, it’s become more and more important to me. I don’t know if that’s a good thing or a bad thing, I just know I’ve become quite concerned about it.

A Respectful & Appreciative Envy

I. HATE. MY. BODY. More than anyone has ever hated anything. There isn’t a single part of my body that I like, let alone love. In fact, I don’t think I can even tolerate any of it. Sound dramatic, but that is exactly how I feel. How I’ve always felt. People say “oh don’t talk shit, I like you the way you are” or “there’s nothing wrong with how you look” but would they still be saying that if they spent a few minutes in my head? Platitudes are all too common, especially when people don’t know what to do or (even worse) say it purely so they don’t feel guilty about not wanting to get involved.