This is me. Kes Marie.
Worthless, stupid, ugly, skinny, depressed and dying.
It’s that feeling I get inside of me when unhappy thoughts pop up in my mind. It’s that feeling when I’m waiting to get home from school, to lock myself up in my room, safe in my room. And pull my legs to my chest, my eyes closed and sit in a corner crying to myself, thinking back to those days when I didn’t have to care about anything and be free, but now all these problems start to surface and show present itself to me, and destroy me.
It’s that feeling that rips me apart all the time.









