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I never feel like I'm good enough for, well, anything. Most of what I do is wrong, or inadequate. I'm surrounded by shining stars and I feel more like a burden than anything. I keep trying to be better but I don't really know if I need to be better. Why can't I accept myself the way I am? I expect others to. Or rather I want them to but I suspect they want me to be a better person too. A whole life spent wondering how I can be more normal. Is it even worth it?
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