Dear... Future Self
I have hurt feelings. I feel alone. I feel worthless. I feel absolutely hideous. Self conscious. I won’t even get in a bathing suit. I cry at the sight of myself. I’m so annoying. I have no friends. I have no point to be here. I’m extremely mother fucking lonely. I feel lost. And helpless. And weird. I hide myself. I leave to cry. I hold my pain inside till it explodes. Therapy doesn’t help. I've never been good enough. Feels as though I never will be. I feel that no one would except the real me. I'm so unhappy. My body isn’t good enough. I want to be the old me so bad. I want to be little again so bad. I just want to go home man. I want to go home to mom and dad, happy and bubbly, not addicted. To me not addicted. To jocee my best friend. I’m so unhappy. Does it ever change?