WHO WAS YOUR WORST ENEMY?
Mine was myself.
The one thing I hated more than John was myself. I hated looking at myself in the mirror every day. I hated seeing all the imperfections that were permanently etched onto my body. The image that reflected back at me was one of a girl who I didn't want to be. I wanted to grab the mirror by its sides and watch it shatter into millions of small pieces.
I felt an anger build inside of me, but not towards John or anyone else, but towards myself. I had let myself become like this. I had let John get away with this for so long. I was the one who whispered hateful things to myself.
I was the one who ruined myself.
This anger had led to the beginning of my self-harm. The days where I felt like nothing would ever get better, that I didn't hav
