(Un)Worthy [poetry]
Poetry musings about how I was conditioned by my mother and family to belive that being fat means one is unworthy of love.
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Poetry musings about how I was conditioned by my mother and family to belive that being fat means one is unworthy of love.
This post is a harsh reminder that I always need to trust my gut and my intuition – and to never be an idiot with my heart or foolishly misplace my trust ever again.
I haven’t felt emptiness like this in a while. I’m not complaining. Maybe it’s the migraine from earlier causing this feeling, or rather an emotional void.