Someone struggles with how they see themselves in the mirror and feeling like they don't measure up. A friend insists they're beautiful, while another reframes their internal fight as protection, not just pain.
It is so hard waking up in the morning, looking in the mirror, and being disappointed. I feel like I just don't meet up to certain people's expectations, and I wish, I really wish I could. I just refuse to be looked at as different anymore because people say different is good. I don't think different is good. And I was just—
I promise you right now, you can ask everybody that's sitting here looking at you, I promise you they will tell you you are beautiful. It's your fault. You got caught 'cause you fought me. That's hard. That is hard. That is hard. That is hard. That's hard.
When I look at you and I saw this, I knew that you weren't fighting for just fighting sakes. You're fighting to protect yourself.