I hope, I hope this is a lie. But it has been engrained in me since childhood I find it hard to let it go.

I am worthless. I mean nothing. My body means nothing. My thoughts mean nothing. My feelings mean nothing. I am here only to bring joy to other people. I am worthless.

I say this with no depression eating at me. No pain gripping at me, no pity..nothing. I do not feel anything when I say it. It doesn’t even make me sad but it would seem a cry for help. It is not. I am worthless. In my mind it is fact.

If told someone who cared for me I feel this way, they might worry. So I don’t tell. But it is what it is. My self esteem is not hurt. But this statement is engraved on my heart and I probably couldn’t even tell you how.