Christ, I have been stuck on how I am not good enough. It's just stuck on me. And I think that if I mentioned it I would be told that no of course I am good enough and asked where I would get an idea like that.
Words.
Words.
Words.
That is exactly the problem. I will be told forever that I am good enough, but it will never be demonstrated.
The other fun thing was "if I were single, I would totally sleep with you" - as though that helps. That is how I am not good enough. I am not good enough to get what I want. I am not good enough to be wanted.
And I know what you're thinking - that is a sick thing to want, to be the paramour. That isn't what I want. Not explicitly anyway, though it may be a direct consequence.
I don't mean to sound like it's about one girl. It isn't. I know it sounds like it, but will you grant me a little poetic license? Look at it as though it is some metaphor or something like that.
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