Why do you even bother? Makeup isn’t going to hide all of that ugliness.
What’s the point of going to work when you suck at what you do? Your coworkers don’t even like you. They just tolerate your company because they have to.
Just go back to bed and be the lazy piece of crap that you are. No one wants to be around you when you’re like this.
Those clothes just making you look even fatter. Why can’t you lose weight? You could eat healthier, but you choose to eat junk food. If you just got on a treadmill every once and a while, you wouldn’t be so huge. What’s wrong with you?
You can’t seem to do anything right, can you? You just try and fail all the time. You’re mediocre at everything you do. You’ll never be successful because you just weren’t born that way. You don’t have the motivation. You don’t have the courage. You’re so painfully shy and people notice. You have all these dreams, but they’ll never amount to anything. You’re going to die in obscurity and no one’s even going to remember your name. You don’t contribute anything to this world and you can’t make anyone happy. They just put up with you and your moodiness.
You’re completely worthless. A waste of space. The air you breathe could be going to someone who actually needs it. So many people have it worse than you, but you complain about everything. You’re so negative. When you come around, people want to run away because they’re sick of your drama.
If you just smiled every once and a while, you might be bearable. But instead, you’re always frowning and that’s what makes you hideous. Why can’t you just be happy? Why can’t you just straighten up and fly right? Why can’t you just follow the crowd and be like everyone else? Why do you have to be so weird?
You’ll never make it in this world and you might as well give up on everything you’re trying to do because it’s pointless. No one cares about you or what you do with your life. They just want you out of the way. And you should get out of the way. Just hide in your hole and let the world pass by. The world is better without you.
She stared at her face in the mirror as a silent tear leaked out from her bloodshot eyes. She wiped her hand on the back of her cheek and tried to ignore the tightness in her chest. Taking a long and difficult breath, she squared her shoulders and walked out of the bedroom to get ready for a new day.
– Courage comes in many forms. Sometimes, it’s the determination to survive and live one more day that makes us strong. Always be kind. You never know what they’re going through.