It feels like I'm drowning in this endless loop of self-doubt. No matter how much I try, I can't shake the feeling that she deserves so much more than what I can give. She’s incredible—kind, patient, loving—and here I am, feeling like I'm constantly falling short. I keep asking myself why she’s even with me when I know she could have someone better, someone who doesn’t carry this weight of insecurity and fear, someone who isn’t so messed up. I try to be the person she deserves, but I’m always second-guessing everything I do. Every mistake, every moment I falter, just adds to the pile of reasons why I’m not good enough for her. It’s like I’m stuck in this cycle, wanting to give her the world but only managing to give her pieces of a broken one. She deserves someone who can lift her up, who can make her feel like she’s the most important person in the world without all this baggage. But instead, she’s stuck with me—someone who’s barely holding it together, someone who feels like a burden more than a blessing. It hurts because I love her so much, and that love just makes me realize even more how much better she could have it with someone else. I wish I could be that person for her, the one who makes her happier, who makes her feel safe and cherished. But deep down, I know I’m not enough, and it kills me inside. I just want her to be happy, even if that means realizing I’m not what she needs. Maybe it’s time to face the truth—that she deserves more than what I can give, and I’m scared that one day, she’ll see it too.
