I’ll be honest. The worst should have passed already. I mean, just last year I wore one pair of cloths like a religion and cut twice a day. It was so hard for my to get out of that, my mother died when I was 2 and my dad is hopeless. It’s wrong to say but I hate my sister, she is genuinely a bad person and I can’t stand her. None of my friends noticed, and I stopped going out with them anyway.Â
That was hard. But it’s been a while since then, I own more cloths, but not much more self confidence. I don’t believe […]