by Jasiah Ponti
Being human can be hard especially when all you see in the mirror is self-hatred looking back at you.
Hating the fact of hating myself but it’s nothing new, it’s what I'm used to.
Being told I’ll never be enough and never measure up left a scar on my busted soul.
That's the hardest part of being human and that's my condition.
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I am a 21-year-old writer, photographer and musician. I was adopted at age 11 by my 4th-grade teacher. I’ve dealt with my own mental health issues that hinder me from time to time. Till this day my childhood trauma is today's writing inspiration. I write so you know don’t cry alone.
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