I’ll get to the point: I don’t feel good about myself. In fact, I hate everything about me, and there’s not a damn thing I can do to give myself time to change that. There’s a lot I want to do with my life, but my fear stops me from even taking that first step, and even when I do take that step, I always stop halfway into it, worried that it won’t work out. And because of that, I’ll continue to hate myself even more. This has made me extremely angry and  bitter towards everything and everyone around me, family and friends alike. I’m tired and I can’t go to sleep, knowing what a monster I am, what a monster I’ve been, and what a worse monster I’ll be in the future. Every step forward just feels like a whole marathon in reverse. There’s nobody I can talk to, not willingly at least. I have no mouth and I must scream.