The Constant Fight in My Mind.

You're never going to amount to anything.
You're too unattractive to ever get married.
You will never ever be good enough to meet the standards of the world.
You are an idiot.
You're nothing. Worthless. Hated.
You should have ended it when you had the chance. Back when you had no friends. No one who really cared about you.
You deserve every single one of the scars you have given yourself.
You're fucked up and no one will ever understand you.
You should just give up. You'll never see success at this rate.
You can never get better because you don't care about yourself enough.
You're just too far gone. There is no point in someone saving you now.
No one cares about your stupid problems.
You can't feel this way because there are people who have it worse.
You're just a waste of space and oxygen.
You could end it now and no one would notice or miss you.
You're not cut out for college. You won't make any friends.
Everyone fucking hate you.
You're annoying. Ugly. Fat. Ungrateful. Bitchy. Stupid.
You have nothing to live for.


You have the whole word ahead of you.
There is someone out there that will love you.
You ARE good enough.
You are brilliant.
You're loved. Worthy. Cherished.
You are still alive for a reason. You have friends who love you. Family who cares.
Your scars are scary, but show that you are a fighter.
You're not alone and someone understands you.
You should keep going. You will make something amazing out of yourself.
You will get better because you will learn to care about yourself.
You are NOT too far gone. You are worth being saved.
There are people who care about your problems.
You CAN feel this way because you are human.
You are needed.
You will have the time of your life in college. You will make new friends and people will love you.
YOU ARE LOVED.
You're alive. Perfect. Beautiful. Deserving. Kind. Caring.
You have SO MUCH to live for.