There are days when I constantly ask myself:
Am I good enough as a person?
Am I even doing enough?
This constant battle in my head
tires me and frustrates me.
I ruthlessly judge myself—
every move, every thought, every wish.
It’s not ethical.
It’s not right.
It’s not enough.
I didn’t give everything.
I didn’t push hard enough.
I tell myself I’m just average.
Too flawed.
Too dark.
Maybe my instincts are wrong.
Maybe I shouldn’t trust them at all.
God, I judge myself too much.
Sometimes I even feel
that the people around me
are only tolerating me—
laughing behind my back.
And the worst part is,
this fight never seems to end.