confession #10
I woke up this morning, and I cried. I didn't want to go to Sunday School. I didn't want to get out of bed. I didn't want to do anything. but, I did.
I got up, and I looked in the mirror. I broke down. I picked out all of my flaws, and couldn't find one good thing about me. I'm not pretty, or skinny, or as smart as I used to be. I'm an ugly person, inside and out.
(wow, I cried while writing that too.)