It's probably normal to feel horrible to look at horribly ugly past photos of thyself. It's probably also normal to deject a period of thy life because it's just unpresentable. I so happened to see myself in past yearbooks, which led me to look through my fb photos and fwalah, I am overwhelmed with horror. I didn't realize how awful I looked because I used to not give a damn. Now that I'm starting to see something out of it, I am so washed up with shame that I don't know whether to move on.
I have a heart of gold, but who's gonna find it under that disheveled surface.
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