I hold a romanticized idea of myself on a pedestal and only see it in the right angle with the right light but constantly lower myself into a spiral of

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I hold a romanticized idea of myself on a pedestal and only see it in the right angle with the right light but constantly lower myself into a spiral of self pity and self hatred often
Ultimately the truth is probably the in between these two extremes.
Maybe I’m a boring and plain human being and won’t be deeply remembered or appreciated despite actually being unique and somewhat charming with talents not uncommon.
Such insight doesn’t mean a damn thing weighed against my expectations for myself.
Neurotic is a good word to describe me

New Confession

My nine year old son asked for my used pa+nties, and he wore them to school. I had been with a bo+yfriend that afternoon and my pant+ies were delicate see-through lilac fabric. When my son had put them on, he went to school with an er+ect+ion like he had a log in his pants. When he comes home, I’ll give him a ‘completion mass+age.’

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