I collect my inadequacies like baseball cards. I think about what they're preventing me from doing. I think about how I'm lacking in everything.
this reminds me of what me and my coworkers did last night.
We played a game called "the Self-Criticism Game".
We sat around in a tired circle and each took turns criticizing ourselves, so we could reflect on them and maybe improve.
One was not to comment on anyone else's self-criticism, lest you'd either insult them with a criticism of another, or you'd try to undermine the potency of their own self-criticism with comforting them or saying that they were too hard on him/herself.
It was pretty freeing - getting to feel how others view the problems you mutually face, but in a way that didn't cause fights or anything.
Everyone was to accept the problem as their own failure to fix.
It didn't help much, but helped a little, and at least felt kinda refreshing.
That is how I feel when I'm with you.
i used to think that i wasn't ever going to be good enough, until someone told me i was the most beautiful person in the world.
and i realized they were lying.
so, if they can lie about how perfect I am, who won't lie about how terrible i am?
exactly. everything is a lie
MAKE YOUR OWN TRUTH.
I specialize in inadequecy.
I'm attracted to it.
No one can measure up to unattainable standards.
Everyone is inadequate.
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