you don't want to hear this, but i have to get it out...
dear nicole,
i hate your hair. i hate how you think you're fat. i hate your face. but most of all, i hate how you're so insecure and self concious. i hate how you have this distorted picture in your mind of what you look like and how you can't escape it no matter how hard you try. i hate that you compare yourself to others, mostly celebrities who are reguarded as "perfect". i hate how your insecurities sometimes prevent you from having fun. i hate that you let them get the best of you during the summer when you were practically anorexic, but to totally contradict that, i now hate how you eat so much. i hate how you're going back to that person you were in the summer where you feel guilty about everything you eat. i hate how you can never be happy with the way you look. i hate how it's hard for you to accept compliments because you don't believe them. i hate how you bring everyone around you down right along with you. i hate how much you long to let go of all of this, but can't no matter what. i hate how you always seem like you're complaining. i hate how you over-think things. i hate how you seem superficial and concieted. i hate how nobody else can help you except for yourself. i hate how you can't save yourself. it's an inner battle and it's your choice whether you want to be the hero or the villain. I HATE HOW YOU CAN RECOGNIZE ALL OF THIS AND STILL ARE NOT CAPABLE OF HELPING YOURSELF. i hate how this is the ONLY thing that stands between you and complete happiness.
sincerely,
yourself <3
p.s. i'm sorry, today's just been a bad day and it's nobody's fault but mine.
i hate your hair. i hate how you think you're fat. i hate your face. but most of all, i hate how you're so insecure and self concious. i hate how you have this distorted picture in your mind of what you look like and how you can't escape it no matter how hard you try. i hate that you compare yourself to others, mostly celebrities who are reguarded as "perfect". i hate how your insecurities sometimes prevent you from having fun. i hate that you let them get the best of you during the summer when you were practically anorexic, but to totally contradict that, i now hate how you eat so much. i hate how you're going back to that person you were in the summer where you feel guilty about everything you eat. i hate how you can never be happy with the way you look. i hate how it's hard for you to accept compliments because you don't believe them. i hate how you bring everyone around you down right along with you. i hate how much you long to let go of all of this, but can't no matter what. i hate how you always seem like you're complaining. i hate how you over-think things. i hate how you seem superficial and concieted. i hate how nobody else can help you except for yourself. i hate how you can't save yourself. it's an inner battle and it's your choice whether you want to be the hero or the villain. I HATE HOW YOU CAN RECOGNIZE ALL OF THIS AND STILL ARE NOT CAPABLE OF HELPING YOURSELF. i hate how this is the ONLY thing that stands between you and complete happiness.
sincerely,
yourself <3
p.s. i'm sorry, today's just been a bad day and it's nobody's fault but mine.