How does it feel to be beautiful, smart, funny, outgoing, talented? How does it feel to be praised and complimented by lots of people? How does it feel to be easily liked by everyone?
I look at those girls around me. This one, she is pretty, outgoing and has a lot of friends. That one is cute, photogenic, liked by many people. Another is, she is smart and talented. The other one is pretty, smart, has lots of experience, and inspiring. While my close friend, she has a sweet voice, pretty, and easy going. But look at me. What do I have? I'm not pretty (this word doesn't even describe me at all), I'm not smart, I don't have any talents, don't have a lot of friends, I'm awkward, somehow annoying and even toxic, boring, and seems there is no something special about me. I'm clueless of who I am, what strengths do I have? I only can see my weaknesses. I have nothing to be proud of. I feel so ashamed of myself. I have no achievements in any fields. I have nothing. Literally nothing.
Yep, I'm at the top of my insecurity right now.
Insecurity does kill me slowly. Until the point where I can't find my own worth.
I asked for help from my friends. They said many good side about me. They said I'm pretty, they said I'm smart, they said I'm kind, they said they don't even see my lack. Was it real? Was it all a lie? Did they really mean it? Did they say it all just to comfort me? Because I don't feel that way.
Pretty? No, I'm not. I'm far away from the so called pretty girl. Smart? I'm not. There were times when I was being so clueless about certain topics, certain conversations, and I was being super dumb. Kind? Define kind.
And you, my boyfriend. Are you sure I'm the one that you are looking for? Are you sure that you want to have the future with me? Are you sure that you are not ashamed of me? Your exes, they are beautiful and attractive. Even, there are many girls outside who are trying to get your attention. They are even prettier, smarter, and much better than me. Are you sure that you want to be with me?
I'm scared if finally you see me the way I see my self. I'm scared if eventually I'm not like what you are expected me to be. I'm scared if you lose interest in me. I'm scared. I really am.
I am sorry for being like this.
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I look at those girls around me. This one, she is pretty, outgoing and has a lot of friends. That one is cute, photogenic, liked by many people. Another is, she is smart and talented. The other one is pretty, smart, has lots of experience, and inspiring. While my close friend, she has a sweet voice, pretty, and easy going. But look at me. What do I have? I'm not pretty (this word doesn't even describe me at all), I'm not smart, I don't have any talents, don't have a lot of friends, I'm awkward, somehow annoying and even toxic, boring, and seems there is no something special about me. I'm clueless of who I am, what strengths do I have? I only can see my weaknesses. I have nothing to be proud of. I feel so ashamed of myself. I have no achievements in any fields. I have nothing. Literally nothing.
Yep, I'm at the top of my insecurity right now.
Insecurity does kill me slowly. Until the point where I can't find my own worth.
I asked for help from my friends. They said many good side about me. They said I'm pretty, they said I'm smart, they said I'm kind, they said they don't even see my lack. Was it real? Was it all a lie? Did they really mean it? Did they say it all just to comfort me? Because I don't feel that way.
Pretty? No, I'm not. I'm far away from the so called pretty girl. Smart? I'm not. There were times when I was being so clueless about certain topics, certain conversations, and I was being super dumb. Kind? Define kind.
And you, my boyfriend. Are you sure I'm the one that you are looking for? Are you sure that you want to have the future with me? Are you sure that you are not ashamed of me? Your exes, they are beautiful and attractive. Even, there are many girls outside who are trying to get your attention. They are even prettier, smarter, and much better than me. Are you sure that you want to be with me?
I'm scared if finally you see me the way I see my self. I'm scared if eventually I'm not like what you are expected me to be. I'm scared if you lose interest in me. I'm scared. I really am.
I am sorry for being like this.