I’m not a good person. I know that. I am selfish. Actually I’m hateful...
I like to think I’m a nice person…
I tried! I erase the bad thoughts, I don’t think about them… But when I lay my head on the pillow… unjust, bad, stupid, irresponsible, disgusting, thoughts, thoughts, THE THOUGHTS!
They don’t let me sleep, don’t let me rest, make me feel dirty, make me feel a horrible person, an ugly person... make me feel like I’m not myself.
I used to think I knew who I was, but now I feel full of doubts.
Who am I?
