My mind won’t shut the f**k up. It’s always telling me how awful I am, how fat I am, how unworthy I am.And, I’ve f**ken had ENOUGH!The best part is, I don’t actually have to listen to this mean voice inside my head anymore. But, now comes the hard part. Cleaning up all of its mess and getting rid of every single f**ked up word it has ever spoken to me. This is my therapy. My way of healing. And, sharing all I have learnt over the last few years. So, enjoy my f**ked up thoughts!
