I shouldn’t feel not good enough, and half of the time my mind says no, and I like to think I have a sense of self, I don’t know what I’m doing, though, I don’t know how to compromise, I don’t know how to rationalize, I don’t know how to forgive and forget. Aren’t these things necessary? Am I going crazy? Sometimes I think I am. And sometimes I know I am. But sometimes I think, maybe it’s just that everyone else is going crazy, and I’m the only sane one left. All I know is it shouldn’t feel like this, this part-of-the-time, this not-so-good, maybe-even-bad. Over nothing. Over everything. I’m starting to think I need to re-evaluate what I want. Because what I want doesn’t seem to be what is good for me.
