Fiona Apple Appreciation Life

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Although I admire it in a seasick way, a lot of my bravery in my teens and early twenties came from a place of self-loathing. I was able to push boundaries and take chances because I wasn’t very fussed about whether I came back alive. Oblivion was usually the goal. I don’t know if it was owing to societal pressure, or a genetic predisposition to perfectionism and anxiety (eating disorders and addiction are rife in my family), but somewhere along the line I had learned that I was wrong, that I was not good enough, not smart enough, not thin enough. I was so angry with myself all the time. How that happened, I don’t know – I am still trying to understand what makes young women go to war with themselves. But the judgement choir never stopped singing. It still sings now, though not as loudly or as often, and when it does, I try not to self-medicate with straight vodka or starvation.

How to Cure a Ghost by Fariha Roisin 

idk who it was on here that asked me but I made a letterbox so follow me i guess

https://letterboxd.com/writtenbyhanna/