And I wish that I could say that it was just a bad day, we all have them. But truthfully it's been really hard because I feel like I haven't had a single day that I've felt good about myself for a very long time.
We just got back from New York and now I feel even worse. Everyone in the city was so beautiful and I just felt like a DUFF, like all I wanted to do was crawl under and rock and hide because I was too ugly/fat.
I understand that I'm not fat, weight wise I'm relatively normal for my height according to the scale. But when I look at myself in the mirror I just want to cry. All I see is a giant whale who isn't pretty, or talented or amazing and definitely will never find love.
I'm genuinely starting to doubt that I'll find someone who will find me attractive.
I just don't know if I can be loved.
Sorry for the sad post, I just needed to get it off my chest.
