When Your Solutions Are Sugar Coated Possibilities

… [I’m an idiot; I can hold a conversation though I always stutter, I’m average looking yet I hate every molecule I possess. I’ve healed, yet those memories still haunt me. I’ve made impacts and shared my story, yet I’m worthless and will be forgotten. So I ask; Mirror, oh mirror, please give me answers!] “I promise I will educate you!” … [Mirror, oh mirror, how do I speak to others?] “You can speak slowly, so you have time to think about what to say!” [Mirror, oh mirror, it’s not working!] “You’re ignorant and your speech will never improve.” … [Mirror, oh mirror, how do I get prettier?] “Focus on yourself and take care of your body.” [Mirror, oh mirror, it’s not working!] “You’re hideous and nothing can fix your wretched being!” … [Mirror, oh mirror, how do I heal?] “Attend therapy and discuss your issues with others.” [Mirror, oh mirror, it’s not working!] “Good, you deserve to die, you sick unfixable creature.” … [Mirror, oh mirror, how can I gain worth?] “Do what you do best and work hard in it!” [Mirror, oh mirror, it’s not working!] “Because you’ll be forgotten eventually and you’re nothing.” … [Mirror, oh mirror, that’s too harsh!] “You’re just too naive to accept the truth.” [Mirror, oh mirror, I thought you promised to help me!] "You're delusional if you chose to seek guidance from a mere promise." … [Promises are the sweetest lies. They gave me hope, but then were revealed sooner or later; they crushed me, and tore every particle of hope which lay in me. So I cry, as learning to mature is accepting what’s right; that solutions are just sugar coated possibilities.]