EscapeArtist
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I spent 2 hours running from mirror to mirror, trying to make myself look okay so I could go to the group SA meetup I signed up for today.
2 Hours staring in the mirror, flipping little hairs this way or that, only to retreat to my dark room, feeling lonely because I missed my bus, and I was really looking forward to being in a group atmosphere...
non-audible voices in head say i'm just too ugly, I stand out. Everybody else looks so put together, like everybody is clean cut and photoshopped but i'm not.
I want nothing more than to go out and meet people, be part of a group and show to myself that I can be an inspiring, social person, because I know I am inside. And I know that I'm actually quite extraverted... I love being around people, especially new people... But I just can't get out the front door, I can't stop thinking i'm too ugly.
Now I can look back and see that this is always the reason I end up stuck in my house... BDD. Repeat of highschool day. Wake up 2 hours early but too paralyzed by the face in the mirror to walk out when the bus goes by or the bell rings. I hate that I do this, and I hate that I'm so lonely and had a group to go to, and they're out there, but i'm stuck here.
Man i'm good at holding emotions away from people, but sometimes you just gotta rant in public....
2 Hours staring in the mirror, flipping little hairs this way or that, only to retreat to my dark room, feeling lonely because I missed my bus, and I was really looking forward to being in a group atmosphere...
non-audible voices in head say i'm just too ugly, I stand out. Everybody else looks so put together, like everybody is clean cut and photoshopped but i'm not.
I want nothing more than to go out and meet people, be part of a group and show to myself that I can be an inspiring, social person, because I know I am inside. And I know that I'm actually quite extraverted... I love being around people, especially new people... But I just can't get out the front door, I can't stop thinking i'm too ugly.
Now I can look back and see that this is always the reason I end up stuck in my house... BDD. Repeat of highschool day. Wake up 2 hours early but too paralyzed by the face in the mirror to walk out when the bus goes by or the bell rings. I hate that I do this, and I hate that I'm so lonely and had a group to go to, and they're out there, but i'm stuck here.
Man i'm good at holding emotions away from people, but sometimes you just gotta rant in public....