Beauty And Depression
a stunningly beautiful girl, but a little depressed,sad,hurt. And thinks
she's ugly.
Girl: why am I so ugly, I'll never get to talk to a guy, I'll never get to go to the beach Bc of my scars, omg I hate myself.
Me: hey first of all, you're amazingly beautiful, be confident, any guy would love to talk to you, you have an amazing personality, dreamy eyes, gorgeous hair, beautiful smile. You're wonderful, you're not ugly.
Girl (thinking to herself): I bet he's just saying this to make me feel better, we both know im not like that, he'll leave like everyone else, when he see's my scars he'll be disgusted, and when im depressed he'll walk away.
Girl talks: no im not, stop complementing me.
Me: well, i know you're depressed, and so am I, you think you're ugly, but pure not, I can't take my eyes of you, and ask any one you want, he'll say that you're beautiful, ask anyone you talk to, they'll say you have an amazing personality, if one person says you're not or hurt you before, they were lying, people will always want to see you go down, but you can't go down and be negative, believe in yourself, believe me, you have a beautiful soul. Be confident.
Girl: hmm yeah what about my scars, I never go to the beach, I always wear long sleeves, im always sitting alone depressed and think im messed up.
Me: first of all, im like you, or I was, long sleeves, high necks, so I wouldn't show my scars, always sitting alone in the corner with music blasting through my ears, yeah I feel you, but I stopped, Bc my scars, "our scars" are what defines us, their our lessons from life, we are strong, we made it through a lot in life, scars are beauty marks, its what defines you and makes you who you are, makes you a hero, that you challenged your life problems, and if it was up to me, I'll kiss every scar on your body, Bc their beautiful to me and to everybody else, it's not something to be ashamed of, in fact it's something im proud of, to have scars all over my wrists and body, yeah I've been through shit and im still surviving, that's what makes us, ourselves, we made it through life with razors and pills, and sleepless nights, but fuck it, im gonna show the world that scars are beauty marks, and im not afraid to show mine, not like other kinds, we are unique, we fought life problems, with razors, tears and staying strong, not like some others, they gave up, they couldn't stand the fights yeah may their souls rest in peace, I don't blame them, just all im asking is to be yourself, to believe that you're beautiful, to believe that you're amazing and any one is lucky to have you, and last but not least, to be confident, believe in yourself and everything is gonna be okay.
It is trust me, one day you'll be sitting laughing and joking around, giving real smiles, not fake ones you used to make, and you'll realize that it's okay now, happiness do exist. And beauty is by soul and believing.
Share it if you're not ashamed of your scars. Bc im not. ❤️🌹
- Sickly-Thoughts
