I'm fat, ugly and worthless... to him at least. I can't believe he can actually live with himself after cheating on his girlfriend with me, having sex with me and then throwing me away like a piece of trash. It makes me feel so little and used. I hate it. As if everything I do is never good enough. It doesn't seem to matter how much makeup I wear, how many times I tell him I love him, how many hours I spend by the phone waiting for him to call, I'll never be good enough and that's just the sad truth I seem completely unable to face. I know I'll have to face it sooner or later but it seems impossible right now. I'm just stuck in this completely sucky situation.