i hate myselfi really hate myself sometimes.
i hate looking at my own legs.
those scars caused by eczema.
i know i should feel fortunate that god has given me more than many others and the fact that many of my friends consoled me abt my legs.
but i really can't help but feel so disgusted at times.
i'm sorry. i'm not complaining. i'm not complaining abt y these things happen to me.
i'm really lucky enough.
i'm really sorry.
i hate myself for procrastinating.
i know that i can do much better than how i am doing now.
but i just lack the discipline and motivation.
i hate myself for being unsure of my own feelings.
that i end up hurting people who are close to me.
i'm sorry.
really really sorry.