i hate myself. so so much. i hate my personality, i hate my body, i hate my voice, i hate how im lazy, i hate how i cry myself to sleep. i hate the things i say, i hate the things i eat. i hate how i have no ambitions, i hate how i want my life to be better but i dont want to get better. i hate how i want to die, but cant bring myself to do it. i hate myself. i loathe who i am and its not going to change.
tomatoblob
The worst thing about this eating disorder is that I don’t have patience. I know I can do this. But not seeing my weight drop every time I choose to skip a meal or restrict is really frustrating. Having to wait weeks or months to see results is driving me insane.
My scars were never beautiful to me. Torn skin and severed nerves.
But when I turn them into poetry, I see glimpses of strength between the stitches.
WanderingWorlds
I wish I wasnt such a terrible person, I dont know how to stop being terrible
My thoughts before anything: maybe if i wasn’t ugly
losing interest at everything because you're sad is the worst feeling
textsthatiamtooafraidtosend
What’s the point anymore?
I’m never going to be what you want me to be.
I’m never going to be good enough.
I’m never going to be pretty enough.
I’m never going to be smart enough.
I’m never going to be happy enough.
I’m never going to be who you want me to be.
I’m sorry that I’m fucked up like this.
I’m sorry that I am a coward.
I’m sorry that I can’t do anything right.
I’m sorry that I am me.