Mirror, Mirror on the Wall

A nosebleed helped me learn to love myself. How, you might ask? Well, first I have to give you some background. I was in 7th grade when two boys from my class messaged me to meet them because they “thought I was cute.” When I said no, because I didn’t really know them, I was bombarded with hate. Words like “ugly” and “fat” kept appearing in their little AIM bubbles. […]