I’m not even sure of myself anymore. I hate myself so much it’s driving me insane. Due to my religion, I have to cover up, and so everytime I’m near a girl that gets to show her skin off effortlessly, I always wish I were her. It doesn’t matter who, they could be literally ANYBODY, and I would always want to be them instead of myself. I hate myself. I wish I could believe in my religion and be the perfect daughter My parents wished for. I can’t. They choose my brother over me all the time. I literally get treated like at punch bag at home. I don’t even feel comfortable around my family at all anymore. I harm my self, maybe it’s a cry of attention, who knows. I love the sting because it distracts me from spiraling. I wish I wasn’t born. I wish I was born with a normal family, I wish I was someone else. They always choose someone over me. When my parent found out I was harming myself, she didn’t even care, she said it was weird and I should be sent away, and how it’s not her fault..