How do I accept myself? >hate my face, avoid looking in the

Therapy
Get exercise and eat right-junk food makes you feel shittier
Volunteer so you are out of your own thoughts and can think of others.
Build yourself up everyday but finding at least one thing you like about yourself or are grateful for. Also, tell yourself the opposite every time you think something negative. Every time you see yourself in the mirror think about how handsome you are and not how ugly.
Good luck anon.
It's scary to change your life, but worth it on the other side.

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>>18130482
>Therapy
I can't. I can't just go there and look like a fucking loser telling the therapist about my problems.

>Get exercise and eat right-junk food makes you feel shittier

I recently started exercising, feels kinda good. I still get the urges to eat sweets. Also I don't look bad, that doesn't seem to be the problem.

>Build yourself up everyday but finding at least one thing you like about yourself or are grateful for. Also, tell yourself the opposite every time you think something negative. Every time you see yourself in the mirror think about how handsome you are and not how ugly.

I try. But everytime I'm convinced that I look amazing I realize that it's impossible. If I looked good I wouldn't be such a fucking failure.

Honestly. Keep at it. Keep believing and seeing yourself just as you are. Ive been doing the same, in solitude to boot and ive got to say im completely bored of the whole process. You tell yourself you are ugly or a failure long enough. You dont make an attempt to change long enough you will hit that moment where the motions are so repetitive. You get tired of feeling that way, hell you get tired of dreaming about the fantasies where you arent. Anyways, that boredom will fuel your need to feel something else. Be something else. Your emotions can be a roller coaster but, if youre paying attention to them your anger and self hatred will get extremely predictable. Once that happens...well youll catch yourself working out to feel something else, youll look in a mirror and not feel so self conscious because you have arrived at not giving a shit about it. Know yourself motherfucker, pay attention and really absorb your thoughts. See that pattern of your ideas and im telling you, things will change. Because youll be tired of being exactly the same.

>>18130495
Get the fuck over yourself anon. You act like the world threw you all this shit, and no one else got any. Either quit being a stuck up faggot and start doing something to fix it, like taking the first reply's good advice, or keep being miserable

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>>18130450
I fucking know that feel, come here bro.

Literally everything you said, god I hate it, I'm so tired but also so anxious, despair.

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>>18130495
Go to therapy you whiny cunt.
A therapist will not care how the fuck you look going in there, therapists are made to help you.
Get over yourself, you're not the only person on the planet with problems. Quit acting like the world is out to get you and go see a therapist. It will be awkward at first but you'll adjust. They've seen thousands of other people with your exact fucking problem, i'm sure.
That or don't be a bitch about it and follow pic

>>18130450
Here's another person telling you to go to therapy. It is so, so helpful - but you have to go in with an open mind. A therapist cannot fix your problems; a therapist's job is to help guide you through fixing your own problems. If you don't participate in good faith, there is absolutely nothing a therapist can do for you. So if you go in all defensive, you're just throwing your money away.

But seriously OP, therapy is the best fucking thing. You will be AMAZED how cathartic it feels to talk about your problems, and what kind of a difference it makes to your well-being and happiness.