I feel fear when eyes are on me. I can’t stop thinking of the ugliest thing a person can call me when someone stares too long. I know that my mind is the one telling me these things and that the person that stares too long isn’t thinking them. But then that little voice in my head, that loathsome little voice. “Are you sure they weren’t starting because you're the most repulsive, hideous, disappointing human being alive?” That little voice in my head always gets the better of me. I feel safest alone with no watchful eyes. I can fully be myself when I'm alone. But being alone means I'm also going to be lonely. When I'm alone with myself too much, that’s when my mind betrays me the most. The little voice in my head that says all the horrible things I know aren’t true starts to show up more and more, telling me the worst things I could possibly think about myself. I try to talk about the things my mind says to my loved ones, but they don’t understand or they don’t care enough to be there for me when I really need it. So now I'm left all alone with that little not so little, voice in my head; in that quiet room that used to feel safe but now feels like a prison of my own minds making. That little voice in my head. The colossal voice in my head, won’t stop screaming my biggest insecurities.