There’s more to us than the moment we made a bad decision.
And today I don’t hate myself. Not to say that I love or even like myself all the time. I just don’t hate myself. There are days when I’m completely in love with every inch of myself, inside and out. Mostly I’m just content and comfortable in my body. I have good days and bad days, but my feelings don’t always turn into actions like they used to. I don’t abuse my body anymore.
"I don’t take fame too seriously- I was there when I was a loser, and I’m here now, when I’m less of a loser.."
Wait for someone who tells strangers about you.
"you’re obsessed with your mental illness"
i know right? it’s almost like it impacts every part of my life
"it’s all in your head"
I know right? it’s almost like it’s a mental illness