My Inner Monologue

[anastasia]

Everything that looks good about me is a mask.

I'm impossible and my husband will leave me when he's had enough, and I can't be alone.

Where's the best place to cut so no one will see the marks?

No one ever listened to me.

I can't trust anyone and no one likes me anyway.

I'm so self absorbed I'm a lousy mom.

I cry all the time but can't describe why.

I'm fat, ugly, a loser and they all know it.

They are dishonest and shady and I want nothing to do with them.

I always care about people and no one returns the favor.

People only visit me when they want something from me (to use my phone, money)

I've made so many mistakes and caused so much damage, it can never be fixed.

I often feel there should be more to life and people should be more decent..but it won't happen.

My heart feels like it's starving.

People only want me when I'm happy and I'm never happy so they never want me

I'm only any fun when I'm hyper so I must try and induce the hyper as much as possible

People will see through me sooner or later and realise i'm actually useless

I'm more fun when I'm manic even if I do say stuff I shouldn't

I have no empathy for other people so I can't have friends