It’s not like your worthless: Poem

The inner critique, the negative voice those things we tell ourselves when no one else is around.

It’s not like your worthless, but I do wonder if we treat ourselves poorly when theirs no one around to challenge our self- talk and what we believe.

I’m trying to chage the way I feel, the way I see myself. The fires right in my face, I can feel it starting again, anxiety merges with depression now I can’t pretend I’m ok, two monsters staring down face to face, I need help.

Tomorrow is something I haven’t seen, I don’t know what to think but I know I’m not alone. Feeling worthless doesn’t mean you are, feeling ugly doesn’t mean beauty never exist. Maybe we tell ourselves what isn’t true, to feel ok with the lies we fed. Let’s starve what doesn’t give us strength, stop pretending everything’s ok, nothing changes when we don’t admit what needs to heal.

I’m trying to chage the way I feel, the way I see myself. The fires right in my face, I can feel it starting again, anxiety merges with depression now I can’t pretend I’m ok, two monsters staring down face to face, I need help.

It’s not like your worthless, but I do wonder if we treat ourselves poorly when theirs no one around to challenge our self- talk and what we believe.

Much love, Shaun

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