And that saddens me.
I mean I am aware that I'm not as bright as everyone else, but I want to be able to feel that I am worth something.
I think that it's unfair how I'm starting to forget most of the things I used to know so well. I don't understand what's wrong with me, to tell you the truth. There are a lot of things that I don't understand with myself. It's almost like I'm a stanger of my own ghost. And I guess I'm letting my guard down just by saying this, but I'm really insecure. It's depressing because sometimes it has its tendency to eat my whole being, and I'm kind of relieved that it hasn't. I don't know, I guess I am because like what I said, I'm not good for much of anything, I have nothing to offer. I feel like I always have to work hard on something, and I mean real hard to get to my goal, and most of the time, I come off short; no, forget that, I always come off short. It makes me sad that I feel this kind of emotion, the kind that I hate of all things...
