i’m having problems. self-conscious problems — the worst kind. i’m not cute enough. i’m not sexy enough. i’m not smart enough. i’m not naive enough. i’m not asian enough. i’m not white enough. i’m not social enough. i’m not anti-social enough. i’m not cheerful enough. i’m not sad enough.

there’s just never that much of me to ever be enough.

and after saying all of these “enough”s over and over again, i’ve just realized what a horribly objective word “enough” can really be sometimes.