I fantasize a lot about the person I wish I was. Someone who’s attractive, smart, strong, and reliable. Someone who’s able to be helpful, can make people feel good about themselves, and can have fun. I feel like that person can be loved, and can live a happy life.
I am not that person. I’m trying so hard to become that person but I fall short on so many levels. I’m weak, cowardly, and pitiful. I feel like my existence is invalid and there’s no where I belong. I’m just wasting everyone’s time, and no one likes me. I love life, and I enjoy being around people, but I feel so undeserving of it all.
I’m inadequate