It’s one of those days where I feel like a burden on everyone. I’m struggling between being rational and telling myself “of course you have purpose. Here are five reasons why you matter” or wallowing in self doubt with my internal voice saying “don’t listen to that nonsense. You’re lazy and worthless. You fail at everything. Why bother?” I am entirely aware that this is just me throwing myself a pity party, but I can’t stop it.
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