that i’m not good enough. that i’ll never be good enough. that i’m not enough enough for someone, they can find someone who can do everything I can't so why waste their time on me.
that having to prove myself to the world comes off as bragging or snooty. Which I do because the world thinks that i must think very little.
that my kindness is perceived as weakness.
That I am not very pretty….
Don't you want someone better than me?
a dancer? a runner? someone with better legs who likes coffee?
Someone better in bed?
i know in my heart that NONE of these things are true, but they are still my insecurities, i still carry their weight and face them,
because other people place those attributes on me.
they are my burden regardless of their falseness.