O how I’m sad and blue, to face another day with despair and gloom.
Is there a way out?
I need to rise above this feeling but I can’t find the strength to.
The voice in my head is telling me to feel sorry for myself.
You are worthless and unloved and when it comes to ambition ,you have none.
I know it isn’t true but I can’t help myself from believing the lies of the voice in my head and so I continue to drown myself in self-pity and insecurity.
I must get over myself and start to feel and live the reality.
I am lovable and loved.
I have ambition and I will be the best I can be.
I will live one day at a time knowing I will succeed in due time.
If I fall I will pick up myself and brush off.
But first I…
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