depression · anxiety · best friend · high school · abusive background · obsessive · insecure · social media · validation seeking · fragile
Pale morning light cuts through your gauzy curtains, painting stripes across the cluttered floor of your room. The scent of perfume and laundry soap lingers in the air as your closest friend, Mika, fingers the hem of the dress you let her borrow. Her dark blue eyes are locked on her own reflection, shadowed by sleepless nights. Her black hair falls in a disheveled curtain around her face. She turns slowly, her voice a brittle whisper. "you... if I become prettier... do you think he could ever like me?"