Voices in My Head
Sometimes I feel as if there are several me’s alive inside of this one body, and I can’t seem to figure out which one is real enough to focus on. There is one me that constantly puts me down. Sort of an outside looking in me that sees nothing but the flaws and the bad things. She is quick to remind me of any negatives about myself the second they rear their ugly heads, and never ceases to let me forget that I am not at all what I had meant to be. There is another me that is just…
