Tragic Life Story

I don’t have a tragic life story. I don’t have an awful past. If anything I’ve been spoilt and I’m lucky.

But that still doesn’t stop me from feeling so worthless, useless, pathetic. I’ve got everything I could ever want, and it’s still not enough. I still cry myself to sleep, I still self-harm on occasion. I still look in the mirror every morning and feel physically sick at what I see. I still think about how it would be to just end it all. To just leave everything behind.

For six years I was bullied, day in day out. I was called fat, ugly, pathetic, worthless, […]