Anxiety #3: Self-Doubt

Saturday, January 24th, 2015


At moments I feel like a marionette doll who handed over its strings to a careless child; I feel like an idiot, weightless and powerless, for having had so much faith in you. Not for having loved you, for that is something different entirely, but for having believed you would be able to face the parts of yourself that for so long have scared you so deeply. I thought you were better than this, and I'm disappointed in myself for not having realized sooner that you aren't.