I always imagine the intense self hatred I feel when I do something embarrassing, whether small or large, starts off as this evil substance at the very core of me. It’s this corrosive black liquid, and the moment my self hatred is triggered, it courses thru my veins like poison and burns every inch of me, up until the point it feels like the only solution is not existing 

Can anyone relate to this? 

I also imagine my self hatred like it’s a hot dull knife that I’m running harshly against my skin very aggressively