My insecurities are getting way out of hand. I've always been in a constant state of wanting to improve my appearance, but this is the first time that I've deduced that I'll be completely unattractive at my natural state no matter what I do. I know it's gotten bad because I'm looking up plastic surgery before and afters at this point, contemplating if I'd ever do it. This is a new low. This is toxic. I'm tearing myself apart, destroying every ounce of self-love I used to possess. I need so badly to learn that I am enough. I'm just impatient.
"I'm afraid so. You're entirely bonkers. But I'll tell you a secret. All the best people are."