On depression, loneliness, and self-loathing. Part 1 of however many I write.

I know beauty is subjective yet obsess about my own appearance not being good enough because lol brains are awful.

Suppose it might be something my mind has latched onto over the decades because it hopes that maybe if I wasn’t unattractive I wouldn’t be lonely all the time.

But I know a big part of the reason I’m alone is because I’m mentally ill and broken.

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