Today a speech contest happened and I was super nervous and soloing. My hands were sweating, eyes glancing around, heart pouding and I couln't reach my time limit because i talked too quickly. I got 39, 39.35, 39 out of 60. But then my ex-situationship (i guess) and his bestfriend won third place.
Watching them up there made my heart fill with bitterness and frusteration that I wanted to cry. But I held it back, like always. I think I'm not enough, I'll never be enough.