February 11, 2016
Her constant worry over the fragility of things keeps her from leaving the house and loving people. Today, she looked at herself in the mirror for 45 minutes. She timed it. If I could spend 45 minutes judging myself, she told herself, then maybe I can spend the same amount of time making myself feel better? The concept of self-love is strange to her now. She once made herself pretty and one boy made a scene about it, pointing out that she used to be so ugly. That made her stay in her room for a week. In bed.