"It's okay to cry, Darling."Lilie I hate myself. I feel that no matter what I do to bathe or rub my body, his hands are still here. His hands I do not want to feel his hold. I don't like this anymore. With each passing day, I only become more and more self-loathing. This is how I always feel about myself. Disgust, anger, all I can do is hate myself, even more "I'm disgusting, I'm disgusting," I whispered repeatedly while punching myself. I hurt every part of my body. I just want to be numb. "No one will accept you, no one will love you, Lilie. No one will accept my whole being because I am dirty," I sobbed and I strengthened my punch even harder. "Hey," someone called me but I didn't look at him because I already knew who he was. The man never tires of me. "Don't call yourself worthless, don't hurt yourself, please," he pleaded. I stepped away and wrapped myself in a blanket as he leaned over me. "Who will accept me?" I whispered. I just stare
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