I think most people are mad at me most of the time. If not mad, then definitely disappointed.
I can never do enough to win their approval and that’s a fact. Or is it?
I’ve resorted to just doing what I need to do, going about my life actively knowing I’m a huge disappointment to most. I don’t let it get to me, but there is a steady anxious energy underlying my glowing smile. Because I know I’m letting you down this very moment.
I think, someday I’ll be free. Someday I’ll be around people that aren’t disappointed in me. But really I need to just be.
In fact, it’s not the people. The amazing, glorious people. It’s me.
I’m dropping all the balls and running with it. K? K. Love you. Bye.