Dear Sixteen

Sixteen

Dear Sixteen,

I struggle with you so, it is like we are trapped in a paper bag with no air to breathe.
I am filled with self loathing and emotional pain and drama.
Everything makes me burst into tears, I feel so ugly, unloved and invisible all at once.
I want to be seen, to be loved, but I am afraid of rejection so I hide inside this grief glass wall, I want so desperately to escape, but I’m trapped!

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