People in my life disagree. They seem to love me and think I’m pretty, intelligent and all these good things. I believe them to an extent but some part of me always feel like they’re lying. I feel unworthy of a good boyfriend and good friends. I feel like I destroy people and I talk too much. Im too skinny. I don’t have a nice bank account I don’t think I’m funny. I feel like the world would be okay if not better without me. I don’t know where these thoughts came from I wasn’t always like this.