no shame november

I thought writing this would be easy. I thought that the words would come pouring out of me, but I’ve been staring at a blank document for almost an hour. Nothing seems to be easy anymore. The classes are harder, the relationships are more serious, and the idea of being a real person is becoming inescapable. I consistently feel insecure, unhappy, and like I will never be enough. The worst part of it is that I have so many people who claim to believe in me, but their words fall on deaf ears because I can’t for the life of me believe in myself. I just need some sort of sign that things will get better; that everything will stop being so damn overwhelming. I just need to know that everything will be okay.

(broke-butnotbroken)