"were you bullied as a kid?" my therapist asks
"yes" I say with a small voice
"and what did they tell you?"
"that I am not beautiful,
and that I am not worthy of love"
"Now when you look into the mirror, what do you tell yourself?"
I tell myself that.
that I am not beautiful.
that I am not worthy of love.
"So you are a bully?"
"I am not" I say, indignant.
"But you are, you bully yourself."