I don’t think that “not good enough ” feeling will ever go away. It’s every where I look. I hate mirrors because I don’t want to see what new horror my face holds. I look at my body as little as possible. I never have enough money or stuff or brains or power. I have never been good enough for my friends or family. I’m too fat to eat in front of skinny people, too ugly to sit next to beauties. You may think I’m stupid or petty or silly and you’d be right because I’m all of those things. And I’m probably not good enough for you either. When I can’t even do things right for people I love because I don’t have enough money or time or class. So I cry and try to be good enough but it never works out. Welcome to my pity party. I’m probably not good enough to attend.
~Patience~
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I’ll come to your party if you come to mine! Seriously though, I understand how you feel… I’ve never felt good enough for anyone or anything either… it’ a constant nagging at my mind. I wish I had words of encouragement for you, but if you are anything like me, you really don’t want to hear them. Just know you aren’t alone.
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I really appreciate your comment here. And you’re right about me–I know all the advice or guidance people would say but it doesn’t help. Thank you for understanding. And I’m sorry for the rant. 🙂
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You are welcome, Patience… and never apologize for speaking your mind, love… sometimes we just need to vent! I enjoy all of your words 🙂
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I wake up every morning to look for your new post. Your writing is exceptionally good and not just good enough. And so are you, not good enough, but the best 🙂
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Thank you for saying such nice things. I really appreciate that you read my posts. Thank you. I don’t even know what to say. 🙂 🙂 🙂
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