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I literally cant do this shit anymore
Theres ALWAYS something wrong with me
I’m not smart enough
I’m too quiet, or too loud
I never voice my opinions, or i say them louder than anyone else
I am to pessimist
Too depressed
I have too much anxiety
Im always ‘faking my anxiety’
I overreact too much
My panic attacks are bothersome
I’m not ‘sweet’ enough
Not the girl i used to be
Not ‘girly’ enough, not ‘guyish’ enough
I’m too wide, too short
I’m not graceful enough, powerful enough
Not beautiful enough
I fucking hate my body, I’m too wide for a girl
My voice is messed up, in musicals i am always the guy part
I cant dance
I’m not what other need
I want to fucking end myself
I’m. Not. Beautiful. Or. Good. Enough.
I’m. Not. Her.
And yet, my mother always compares us
“How long has she been doing this?” “Why arent you at her level?” “Werent you able to do what shes doing?”
Mom, please listen.
I’m. Not. Her.
I used to be, but not anymore
Want to know why?
You. Fucking. Killed. Her.
Her spirit is crush, her mind is broken, her heart is aching.
Her emotions are fake
And its
All. Your. Fault.