Self-Love
When I was nine years old I felt worthless
I looked at other kids my age and felt so isolated
I would sneer at myself in the mirror, disgusted with what I saw
I wished I looked like the other children, because maybe then I wouldn't be laughed at
When I was fourteen, I was at an all time low
I never smiled, my depression was consuming me
I lost friends and tried to push myself away from my family.
I was in the worst place of my life
Now at seventeen, I look back at how I felt
I now see my flaws as strengths
I have made more friends, and my relationship with my family is as strong as ever
Learning that being different is okay has changed my world view
I have come to see myself as a beautiful person, even with all of my imperfections
Loving myself is the best decision I have ever made
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