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.


It’s been a while. Fair warning, this blog is now an outlet for severe mental illness.

How do you feel like a person, someone with a personality, and a sense of self?

Is this one of those things everyone struggles with and never talks about or is it just me? 

I have the characteristics of a person I think yet I just feel hollow all the time.

“Sometimes I feel like I’m not… solid. I’m hollow. There’s… nothing behind my eyes. I’m a negative of a person.”

-Sylvia Plath

One of my favorite quotes.