Bubble-wrapped Heart

When I was ten,

My mother told me

to never let anything hurt me

she said that there will be people

who will want to do this-

to criticize me

and cut me down to size

but when she told me this

I don’t think she planned

on me being one of those people

because on the nights when I do not feel worthy

I stand in front of the mirror

and tell myself

that I am ugly

and I pinch the fat on my stretch-marked stomach

so tightly that it leaves a bruise.

I encompass myself with self-hatred,

I believe that I deserve this.

But each time I throw insults at myself

it’s like a dagger being thrown at my heart

and I can feel a tiny crack

forming there.

I realise now

that my heart is made out of glass-

if it’s not handled with care,

it will break

and I try my best to protect it with bubble wrap

but I always end up popping it.

Reviews

[~*~Peace Keeper~*~]

I think everyone can relate to this, I know I can. It is easy to remind ourselves about negative things people say about us or what we think about ourselves. I've heard a nice thing to do to help combat this is writing positive thoughts about ourselves on sticky notes and putting them in the places we see most, like the bathroom mirror. I haven't really done that, but I do try and remind myself of positive things when negative things come to mind, because I don't want to feel depressed. I know sometimes it's hard to accept the way we look, or see things that we don't have and others do, but know that you are not alone and you can overcome these negative thoughts, so don't give up.