Guys, it’s my birthday. I’m too old to still be dealing with this crap. Ugh. My legs are hair free from laser currently, so I decided to wear a skirt for dinner (I NEVER wear skirts/dresses), but I still feel horribly insecure. Sometimes I wonder if I’ll spend all this money on hair removal only to find out I’m insecure about so many other things that I still can’t enjoy my life (weight, skin tone, freckles/moles, pimples, facial features, etc…) Actually, I don’t “wonder”, because I already know it’s true. I’m insecure about way too much to ever begin to afford to fix it all, sometimes I wonder why I bother trying to look attractive at all.
After years of struggling to look pretty, my face still looks like crap, and my body looks like double-crap. The only difference now is that I am a semi-hairless piece of crap. And I’ve already passed my prime, so everyday I’ll be slightly older and slightly crappier. Never quite as “pretty” (to use the term very loosely) as the day before.
I am supposed to be getting ready to leave, but I can’t even look in the mirror right now without crying and then my make up runs and my face is all red and puffy and so I’ve been surfing the internet doing anything possible to distract myself. I tried to cancel dinner but everyone yelled at me.
sigh
This is how people become drug addicts, I swear to god. I can’t fathom a single compelling reason right now to stay alert and coherent or even conscious. Existing SUCKS when you’re ugly and old.