I was looking at the pictures that my friends took while I was dancing tonight, and there was one of me dancing with Craig. My first thought was how ugly I look and how I hate myself. I hate my self-esteem. How can I feel so comfortable as a person, and yet hate myself so much? Why is it that every time that I think that my mind is clear of the original abusive stuff, I feel transported back to being a little kid and I hear the same words over and over again? Will I ever feel worthy of any attention?