And again. You have to start all over. Again. You're tired. You know it's bad but you're obsessed. You want to tell someone, but you don't want to disturb others with your problems. Everybody has its own problems, they don't need to hear yours. So you just write down how you feel until you feel better.
You feel bad, sad, tired of fighting, not good enough, ugly... You just need hugs. You think writing down everything will make the pain disappear, but it doesn't, it just makes you feel released, but not good.
The problem is the mirror, it's your biggest enemy, the one who tells you your defects, big or small. It tells you you're not strong enough, though you've fought against this before and you have won, you feel weak again. Like if someone touches you and you just break. Like you're made of glass.
Some words, jokes or not, make you feel even worse. It's not worth to talk about it. Yeah, you feel better but the pain just won't go away magically. You gotta keep your head up high, pretend like you're perfectly fine and start all over again.
You may fall tomorrow, or next week, but you are strong. Tell yourself this every single time you look into the mirror. Or at least... Try to.