Existential Crisis
Where do my talents lie?
One of the most pressing questions on my mind (aside from where the hell will I end up for college of course).
The world sees us differently from the way we see ourselves. Sometimes people regard us more highly than we would ever see ourselves. Other times, we are scum of the earth to them; nothing more than a space filler.
Encouraging as your words were, I cannot get myself to accept them. Not yet.
