Because I'm sure no one still follows or check up on this account I'ma use it as a diary
I hate myself. I hate myself.
I hate that I am not proficient in any one thing. I have no one exceptional talent. I have nothing that stands past the other things I can do, that I can actually do anything with.
I've only ever had one dream for my life.
Be happy,
No regrets,
And to be a singer/dancer/actor.
But there are problems I realized:
I'm not happy,
I have regrets,
I cannot sing, I cannot dance.
I would like to say I can act, but in this country you need to be cut throat competitive and you need to have connections.
I am weak,
I know no one.
Even if say I could get a small role, it could be years before I get another. It's an unreliable source of income.
It's just not a smart move.
I have nothing else that really stands to potentially be put to use. I have no career goals, I have no dreams.
I hate this about me.
There are things I like, but honestly the joy I feel for myself is smothered by everything I hate about me.
I'm disgustingly messy.
Like I heard things because I "may" find a use for them.
My clothes are piled on the floor as oppose to being in my dresser. I have bins of makeup, skincare and haircare.
My walls and room are clutters and disorganized, you can't even walk in it.
I have always been this way.
I am stressed and overwhelmed.
I eat away my feelings. I always feel like I need to eat, I have relied on food as a source of comfort.
I have issues with approval from my mother. Approval I seem to never get because I'm not good enough.
I am always failing people's expectations of me.
I can't be what people want me to be.
I pretend I'm always ok,
And sometimes I am ok.
But sometimes I'm not, but I can't tell anyone that.
I haven't been ok for a very long time.
I always am pretending I'm living a different life.
No actually, that what I do.
Just like how kids play make believe, I do too.
I act out a different life when I am alone.
I pretend that that made up life is my reality.
I feel as though someone is watching me at all times,
Just like that Jim Carrey movie.
I can't stop thinking that I am always being watched.
There must be something wrong with me.
This is the most I have ever typed out about what I feel and do. I do so much more, I feel so much more.
But I am already embarrassed and ashamed. I already hate that I wrote this.
I hate that I hate myself.
I want to love myself.
I want to love my life.















