Dear... Imaginary Listeners
I just want to be normal. But there is nothing that can relieve me from my self-induced misery. I hate being so unpleasant looking. I have so many repulsive facial features from my lips to my eyes and my nose, not to mention my disgusting skin. It’s horrible. People can’t stare at me. They always look at me with utter disgust. It makes life unbearable. And I never leave the house because of it. I’m losing my mind, but what does one life matter in an ocean of life? I just want to give up the fight. I will never be free from my trapped pain of social exclusion. I hate it. I just want to be normal. I hate being so miserable. I just want to say f**k you to life but at the same time I want life to hug me and tell me that I’m loved and everything will be okay. I just need to be more patient.