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117 #I hate myself

Kiera

"I hate myself."

Kiera's words echoed in her mind with the pained expression on her face and the deep sense of self-loathing evident in her eyes. The weight of her own harsh words lingers in the air, suffocating me with a heavy sense of despair.

How can she think like this about herself? She is a beautiful person, both inside and out.

I know she is struggling with the stress of battling her leukemia and the constant fear of the unknown, but I wish she could see herself through my eyes—as a strong, resilient fighter who deserves love and compassion.

I sighed, staring at her sleeping form, feeling a wave of sadness wash over me. Does she have a mere idea of how much it hurts me every day to see her in so much pain and not be able to take it away from her?

Every day I see her suffering, see her in pain; she struggles with every little thing that was once so easy for her. Even standing on her own two feet is a challenge now. And that makes me feel completely helpless and powerless.
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