Notice of absence from Vanna
I come and go. Sometimes I will post everyday for a week and then I won’t post for months.
I come and go. Sometimes I will post everyday for a week and then I won’t post for months.
Why do I feel like I am never enough? Why do I feel that no matter what I do, I always get burned?
Why do I feel undeserving of happiness, yet when I feel depressed, I believe I have no right to feel that either?
I have a good family, I have good friends, I have good people in my life now — and yet I still feel this way.
There will always be someone better. There will always be someone prettier. There will always be someone smarter. There will always be someone else who has it worse. There will always be somebody else.
So why do I even try?
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This sad reflection begs to be answered with the word for oneself and one's sense of joy that then one may impart to others. A most thought provoking piece
Good question. So I would suggest you forget about you for a while. and instead focus on the big bad world out there and try to suss that out.
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