I Am Uncomfortable In My Own Skin
It's actually rather simple.
I'm a quiet, shy person. I prefer hiding and being where others can't see me, like the internet. I'm shy of people and prefer doing silent things by myself, like reading, writing and drawing.
My body and mind disagree with my soul. I am a large-boned person with a disproportionate BMI even though I don't exercise (all muscles, apparently), and I have unpleasant features, including a large nose and a weak chin. My mind is more than competent, which often puts me in trouble with teachers and my parents (when I correct them). And when I get something for this competency, like awards and such, everybody knows my name and they seem to hate me and my talent.
Then I hate myself, because that's not what I am and I'd rather have my friends, who seem to drift away and into their own circles becasue I'm awkward. Large people are usually jolly or sullen, I'm a softy. It doesn't fit the stereotype, therefore I'm... unnatural. Everybody makes their best friends in Year 6, 7 and 8. I was a little slow, and I only have myself in Year 10.
My parents think of me as the black sheep, because I'm unattractive (when I'm a girl). This isn't my fault - indeed it's theirs if anybody's at all - but they still treat my sister more kindly.
I wish I was shorter, thinner, a little prettier. Then I wouldn't be completely invisible. I might be able to make a good friend, my parents might like me, and I might even be a little more than part of the wall behind me when a boy passes by.
I hate myself and who I am, just because of how I look. You can find a thousand sites with advice for hater and hated alike, but if only one (or neither) side takes it seriously, everybody turns out disadvantaged.
I'm a quiet, shy person. I prefer hiding and being where others can't see me, like the internet. I'm shy of people and prefer doing silent things by myself, like reading, writing and drawing.
My body and mind disagree with my soul. I am a large-boned person with a disproportionate BMI even though I don't exercise (all muscles, apparently), and I have unpleasant features, including a large nose and a weak chin. My mind is more than competent, which often puts me in trouble with teachers and my parents (when I correct them). And when I get something for this competency, like awards and such, everybody knows my name and they seem to hate me and my talent.
Then I hate myself, because that's not what I am and I'd rather have my friends, who seem to drift away and into their own circles becasue I'm awkward. Large people are usually jolly or sullen, I'm a softy. It doesn't fit the stereotype, therefore I'm... unnatural. Everybody makes their best friends in Year 6, 7 and 8. I was a little slow, and I only have myself in Year 10.
My parents think of me as the black sheep, because I'm unattractive (when I'm a girl). This isn't my fault - indeed it's theirs if anybody's at all - but they still treat my sister more kindly.
I wish I was shorter, thinner, a little prettier. Then I wouldn't be completely invisible. I might be able to make a good friend, my parents might like me, and I might even be a little more than part of the wall behind me when a boy passes by.
I hate myself and who I am, just because of how I look. You can find a thousand sites with advice for hater and hated alike, but if only one (or neither) side takes it seriously, everybody turns out disadvantaged.
Age:
13-15
,
Female
