Sometimes, we feel as if we are lesser than others or not enough, yet the unrealistic expectations of our broken society break down any little confidence the average person has left. We personally feel as if others are better, or have more desirable qualities, and we sit on our stones of despair, waiting, and wishing, to feel wanted or to be enough. But what really is “enough”?
I’ve been writing stories and poems lately, and i think you should try it if you haven’t because it can help in a lot of ways whether that’d be venting or something else.
