A long time ago – 17 years ago – I really thought it was ok to believe in myself. I didn’t believe people were beneath me, yet I did believe I could stand side-by-side with them and have my dreams. I had it instilled into me it’s ok to believe in yourself, I had talent, and could find my way in this world. Flash-forward seventeen years, it feels like I’m trash, believing in myself is wrong, and no matter what I do it is wrong unless someone holds my hand and does it for me. My writing sucks, I’m a poor worker, I shouldn’t believe in myself because it’s wrong, not to mention, most of all, I’ll be stuck forever without anyway out.
Just sick of people on the left and the right sides anymore. People on the right say I’m against them if I don’t stand with them, and the same goes for the people on the left. It kinda makes me yearn for those rose colored glasses when I could believe things would work out, people had civility concerning opinions, etc…. Whatever, I’m just a filthy, worthless millennial dragging down the economy with every action I do or don’t do in my life.