I followed a path. For far too long. No one made me.
It’s sad what I chose to see. It’s sad that I let things happen that I thought I deserved. It’s scary how my judgment became so clouded.
I must have had really bad self-esteem. Really, really bad.
I learned that it’s impossible for me to be happy while holding on to the one thing that reliably made me feel worthless.
I let it make me feel worthless.