adulthood

"I hate myself," was something that I used to say or think to myself constantly. It could be that I dropped a glass and it shattered everywhere, or that I had a failed at another thing that was extremely important to me. The smallest things were huge, and I told myself that I could not handle them. My default setting was self-loathing, even when I was relatively happy. I hated myself so much that I thought self-love was an annoying social media trend not how healthy people truly treated themselves.. My genuine reaction to hearing about self-love on the internet was shrugging, ...

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