HYPNOTIZED TO BELIEVE YOU'RE DAMAGED GOODS

There's a voice inside that whispers the cruelest lie: there's something fundamentally wrong with you 💔. This isn't just low self-esteem—it's a deep conviction that you're damaged goods, defective at your very essence. Early on, other people projected their pain and insecurities onto you as proof that you're not good enough. They've taught you to see yourself as the problem to ease their own hurt.

Now, this internalized shame feels like a stain that goes all the way through—no amount of achievements, love, or reassurance can wash it clean ❌. You apologize for existing, minimize your needs, and feel genuinely surprised when people choose you 😲. It became so incorporated into your identity that imagining yourself as worthy feels impossible, like trying to picture a different color of your own eyes 👁️. Even your success feels fraudulent, like you're fooling people who don't yet see the real broken you underneath ❤️‍🩹

In relationships, you interpret normal conflicts as proof that you're too much, too broken, not worth the effort. You're convinced that once they really know you, they'll leave 😔. Love feels temporary, like you're always one mistake away from being abandoned. You're never sure if you will push people away before they can reject you 🤚, or cling desperately while making excuses for your very existence 🤗.