March 2016
Feeling again the self-hate, the criticisms. On a bit of a different level–but still there.
It’s as though my self-loathing is so pervasive that were it not there–there would be no me.
Kind of like the colonies of bacteria that live in us and on us. If you took out the ‘human’, you would still see the shape of the body formed by the bacteria. If you took out the ‘real me’ you would still see my shape in the form of my contempt.
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