I'm sorry that I never love and treasure myself as much as I should. I'm sorry that it hurts the people who love me. I'm sorry I did not realise I am worthy of more love and cherish than I ever thought of. And I'm not the distorted person I used to see myself. Maybe things will be better or they will not. But this time I shall not run and I shall not shield. Come at me. I'm learning to be brave. But this struggle is just between me and me.