I’m wasting days of my life looking at my body in the mirror, I’m not very happy with what I see. Nothing in the reflection pleases me.

Too tall. Too thin. Too strange. I really wanted to be normal, but I’m not. Weird body of a weird person.

I can only think that I have no value to receive pleasure, only to be used and discarded. That must be why I’m often mistaken for a prostitute.

Before it was just noise, now it’s a cacophony. I can no longer seek relationships, I can’t believe that anyone will want who I am. So I don’t look where I can find them and I’m not even capable of going after other partners.