Enough.

I've realized I try too hard so people will like me.

I base my happiness upon the feelings of others.

I would bend over backwards just for a simple "hello" or "good to see you"

I never feel like I'm enough.

Just when I start believing I deserve more, it seems my hopes are torn by someone close to me.

That, in turn, makes me more insecure.

More vunerable.

My self worth decreases

and I feel alone.

All because of one, simple-minded, thoughtless person.

And I'm back to square one.

Trying to be better,

but feeling like I can never succeed.

 

I need to re-train my brain.

I need to know that I can be great.

I have the power to make me happy.

Who cares about the people that are rude

or cruel

or heartless?

I shouldn't.

I am me.

And if it isn't enough for anyone else,

that shouldn't matter.

All that matters is that,

no matter how many times I'm told differently,

it doesn't change the fact that I most certainly am...

enough.