and what I know most is what I do not know
I can't swim, for example
or whistle a tune
sew a prom dress
or self-soothe
I can't speak without stumbling over words
or loud enough to be heard
I'm shit at math
drawing
baking
lego-building
grammar
I don't know about politics
art
music (much)
finance
intuition
faith
poetry
what's the point
really
of me
and millions
like me
1 hour ago
6 comments:
Well, quite. There's no point in anything if you're shit at lego-building. Pffft.
Are you any good at plasticine moulding? That might offer possibilities for redemption ...?
This reminds me of that old thing and interviews - list your strengths, then your weaknesses. Far more of the latter always come to mind.
I don't know if this will help you or not, but I can totally relate to how you feel.
Most days I feel as if I must be the must defective person on the planet. I would love to be able to think of one thing about me that was special.
I wish I had the answers, but I don't. I just wanted to let you know that you're not alone.
Thanks
Tim
Did you ever see the Japanese T-shirt that in bright rainbow colours that said "I Hate Myself and I Want To Die?"
I bought three
finance is for accountants and city boys.
and, seriously, the world has enough of those.
at least stumbling over words can be funny. finance really isn't.
I meant to give credit and say that 'I hate myself and want to die' is a Kurt Cobain quote. Not that anyone cares anymore. But you know, for my own peace of mind.
[I still hate me.]
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