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So here I am at 2 am on a Thursday buying candy and soda from self checkout Walmart. Haven't showered in over a day, I'm wearing clothes I haven't washed in weeks, I'm visibly obese, unshaven, and I'm half asleep and I having nothing but contempt for myself and my behavior at this very moment. Out of embarrassment I choose the furthest register away from the girl watching the area, I didn't make eye contact, and I kept my back to her as much as humanly possible. I finish up as quickly as I can and as I'm walking away from her she says thank you and to have a good evening in a friendly and unsarcastic manner. I turn back to say thank you and all I see is a friendly face who genuinely wanted to talk to me and that's when it hit me: at my absolute worst the only person in the world who can't forgive me is me.
It's so easy to start over and make things right, how do we get stuck for years living lives that we hate ourselves for?
It's so easy to start over and make things right, how do we get stuck for years living lives that we hate ourselves for?
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