It’s so weird for me to be treated so well. To be wanted by someone. To be told that I’m pretty, not just so the guy can get something from me. To be treated with respect. To be loved.
It’s different, and weird, and it feels really great.
But I can’t help thinking that I don’t deserve it. That I’m not worth it. That I’m just not good enough.
And that really hurts something inside of me. It just hurts.
I have to. It’s not an option anymore; it’s necessary.
(Source: unloved-d3pression, via so-many-bracelets)