I was thinking, you guys, about self esteem and how hard it is to raise it once it has been knocked down.
I used to be a pretty wide girl. Short, always, but wide.
Now, I am short and not so wide. Not very wide at all.
My hips are big but my waist is tiny.
I’ve been told that I was fat. I’ve been told that I would never get a boyfriend. I’ve been told that I was ugly. I’ve been told a countless amount of hurtful things.
Now, it seems to be the opposite. I’ve been told I’m beautiful. I’ve been told that I’m getting really thinner. I’ve had a couple boyfriends. I keep getting told wonderful things.
The issue here?
Because my self esteem has suffered so much, even the wonderful things don’t help restore it.
It sucks.
-Rochell.
Sunday Dec 12 @ 06:23pm