My husband and I had plans to go to a bar where our friend was djing. We were going to get there early. That didn’t happen because I struggled with how I looked. My make-up took forever to do because I wasn’t happy with anything I did….I thought I looked terrible. I eventually settled on something that I didn’t completely dislike. Getting dressed was another struggle. I tried on several outfits and eventually settled on one I thought I looked the least horrible in.

I received many compliments from friends at the bar. I always thank someone when I’m given a compliment, but in my mind, I have trouble accepting it. I usually think my friends compliment me to be nice because they know I struggle with my self-esteem.

I hate that I’m like this. I wish I was invisible so it didn’t matter what I looked like.