You can’t even imagine how bad I feel about myself. I self destruct. That’s what I’m good at. I made a fool out of myself. When will i learn, when will i have control over my mind and emotions? Why do i get carried away with them.
I don’t even know who this Nishchala Thandra is. And i surely don’t deserve it. I’m a disgrace to my family name. Hate myself.
I can only love or be loved when I love myself but I don’t think that’s going to happen anytime soon.
Want to die now because of the humiliation.