I am at a motel. I looked into the mirror and I was horrified. I wish I was pretty….or even looked like a girl. There is no hope. I am trapped in this body. I feel sick and all I want to do is die. But I am afraid and I don’t know how to. I wait for things to get better…plan dream hope and write. But it is useless. I realize now my life is worthless for all my dreams of being beautiful or loved are gone. I do not complain to anyone as I am ashamed I feel this way. I wish there […]
