Tuesday, 15 May 2012

You are the first thing I believed in.

I wish I could say I was going to amount to something. I wish I could say that I had some kind of talent or skill that will take me far.
We all have those friends that you just know are going to be successful. They'll be a musician, they'll be a lawyer, an actor, a photographer, a painter, a teacher, a model, a designer, a sportsman, a director, a businessperson. They'll do well.
I have plenty of those friends. I can see them going places, doing things.
But me?
I can't see a future for myself.
It's not just my sheer lack of skills. I mean, I'm hopeless at everything. Writing is my main talent and even that is shoddy. Photography a close second and I've only taken a couple of photographs in four years that I'm proud of.
I just can't do it. I can't handle the pressure. My self-loathing and anxiety won't let me get anywhere. And because I'm going nowhere, I hate myself more and more.

I just wish I could be good at something.

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