This cannot continue. This negativity, this ruin of self every time EVERY TIME I go out and drink, every time I ignore someone I know by name, every time I avoid someone because I am anxious of time wasted speaking to them, that I might falter or be boring... when did I deem myself unworthy? When did I assume I am a drain to speak to; that I have nothing to contribute? WHEN did I evolve to HATE MYSELF?
I must. Stop. This. Train of thought. I MUST. Kate... please stop hating yourself. I can't believe this is me. I can't believe this is me.
This isn't me.
posted by ~Kate~ at 7:41 AM
1 Comments:
Hey.
I noticed, and replied to your comment on my own blog. But then I figured maybe you, like myself, would appreciate a comment posted on your own blog.
Forgive me for picking the one, most directly self-loathing piece you've posted here. But it sort of stuck out. Anyway, I couldn't have gotten a better reading of my paintings. You certainly don't come across like a bore with nothing to contribute. I enjoy your angry and pessimistic observations of all the worlds stupidity, as well as your misantrophic poetry.
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