So my mum rang me and gave me a big talk about everything.
She spent about 30 minutes just telling me everything that her friends had said about, that my family says about me, when I’m not around.
She told me what she thinks.
It was all so positive and lovely. She said she can’t figure out why I’m so unhappy with myself.
For about an hour after I spoke to her, neither could I.
If only I felt like I did then, now.
I wish I could see myself how others do. I’m trying.