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| Tepid Waters chapter 1 . 2/23/2013
This is ridiculously accurate and relatable. Possibly one of my favourites so far :)
| Eleantris chapter 1 . 2/23/2013
I love this, and I can really relate to it. But I'ma say what I said to Tara - comparing yourself to other people, and your ideas and your wants and your dreams to their ideas and wants and dreams, doesn't get you anywhere. You're not like them, or us, or anyone, because no-one is like anyone else in that respect. I loved this poem so much because it really hit me right in the heart, and it fucking hurt. I could feel the emotion in the lines so much and could relate to it so much. I sometimes feel like I'm drowning in how much better other people are at seemingly everything compared to me - I get to thinking like the stuff I'm good at isn't nearly as worthwhile or important as the stuff other people are good at, and that I'm not even good at that stuff at all. But I have to drag myself out of that hole because that hole fucking sucks, and the only way I can drag myself out is by being honest. I have these mental lists of all the stuff I think I'm good at, and all the stuff I think everyone else around me seems to excel at and that I just can't do. Three guesses which is the longer list.
But then part of me says that it doesn't matter, that if I was good at all those other things and couldn't do these things then I wouldn't be me, and that maybe I'm being too self-deprecating and harsh anyway so what's the point in even overthinking it at all.
And I have gone completely off point there, sorry sweetie, but the poem just really got me thinking. My point is that you *do* have goals and gifts and all the other things you talk about in this piece, but if you compare them to other people's, of course they're not going to seem relevant, because you forget that you are you and you are not anyone else, and you are special and awesome and fantastic and you should never feel like you are not good enough, because believe me you are more than that.
So I'm sort of torn on this poem. I love it, because it's so raw and so honest and I could relate to it so much, but at the same time, I hate it, because I hate that you would ever feel like this.
Whooaaa mega emotional review there but yeah. :) xxx