The thing about feeling not good enough is that you carry it with you everywhere you go.
To shower
To eat
To sleep
To go out
To live
“It’s ok, I’ve done my best”
I tell myself that everyday. Thinking it would go away. Thinking at least my day could go on as usual.
But when the night creeps in.
It comes & eat you up alive.
Leaving you feeling so small.
In this big, big world, feeling so small, you wish you could just disappear.