My Life as Jenny

KNOW THAT BEHIND THIS MAKE-UP IS A BARE FACE FULL OF IMPERFECTIONS It took me YEARS to accept myself. My fears. My imperfections. My flaws. Years from now, I was at chaos. I was confused, drowned, and hopeless. I hated my life. I lost faith. I hated everything. Saluting myself, I was able to inspire other people regardless of the tough experiences I've gone through. But I was only showing how strong I am, that I accept myself but deep inside me was a wrecked soul , and a crying heart .   Life is Hard. Life is Tough. Life is Surviving. And so I stood up and kept improving myself.  I studied hard to make myself proud.  My family proud. "That even if I'm ugly atleast I have a brain." That's what I always tell to myself.  Day by day, hating myself has become a routine. My pillow has become my shoulder to cry on. My room has become my isolation. When will all my pain end?  I always ask while staring at the ...