I’ve been fighting against myself for so long. I think it’s time to just accept who I am.
I want to be liked.
I get jealous sometimes.
My past is horrible.
I’m terrified of losing the ones I love.
I’ll never have the perfect body.
I’ll never get perfect marks.
I’ll always have spots, marks and blemishes.
If we don’t love ourselves how can we expect anyone else to love us? I’ve been lucky enough to find someone who accepts me for me and now it’s time for me to do the same for myself.