Im my worst enemy !!
I hate, with a passion, looking in the mirror and seeing nothing but flaws.
The curls never feel pretty. My arms feel too big. The stretch marks on my belly. My thighs that somehow seem bigger than my torso. Every single thing my eyes land on becomes something to criticize. And it makes me so damn mad.
Then my brain starts adding more to the list.
I wasn’t blessed with the kind of beauty that turns heads. I can’t do my hair beyond a blowout or wearing my curls down. Makeup? That’s a whole joke. Even when I pay to have it done for special occasions, I spend the entire time wishing I could wash it off.
And then I convince myself I’m lacking in other ways too.
No special talent. No amazing gift. No incredible personality because I’m blunt, I march to the beat of my own drum, and I’m not everyone’s cup of tea.
When I’m busy, those thoughts stay quiet.
But when I’m home, behind closed doors, without much social interaction… they get loud. Really loud. And the things I say to myself are things I’d never say to another human being.
It’s exhausting carrying around a mind that constantly points out everything it thinks is wrong with me.
I know there are people who will tell me to “love myself,” and I wish it were that easy. Some days it just isn’t.
I’m sharing this because I know I can’t be the only one who fights this battle in silence. Maybe one day I’ll look in the mirror and see myself with kindness instead of criticism.
I really hope that day comes.
Because I’m tired of being my own biggest bully.




















































































