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Inferior
These days the world makes me feel inferior. I feel as though i'm not good enough to belong, i dress to fade away, rather than to stand out and be me. I dont even know where the girl i once was has gone, she seemed to disappear when i stopped self harming.
Self harming enabled me to be me, without it i dont have the confidence to just be myself, i just agree with everyone and avoid confrontation. Even simple conversations are hard. They always were to be fair, but now they just seem to be getting harder.
I hate asking for things, i hate not being able to sort things out by myself, makes me feel stupid somehow. Again as though im inferior because im having to ask for help or ask for something i dont have. I know this makes no sense, yet at the same time it does make sense to me.
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