It’s gorgeous out and all I’m doing is sitting here sobbing because of crippling self-doubt.
I try so hard to succeed, to be happy… but there’s always someone out there who’s better than me, smarter than me, happier than me… who can shape the world with their hands and turn it into a beautiful place while all I do is curl up and shake until I can’t feel anymore.
I feel as if all I do is fail and that my dreams are far too brilliant for someone like me.
YOU HAVE TWO HANDS THAT ARE VERY CAPABLE OF SHAPING THE WORLD AS WELL YOU SILLY GOOSE
“The truth is, unless you let go, unless you forgive yourself, unless you forgive the situation, unless you realize that the situation is over, you cannot move forward.”
I have a long backlog of art to post and I’ve scheduled it for the rest of today. Incomingggggg