It hurts a little each time I hear or read nice things that people sometimes say to me. It really makes me uncomfortable. Because I just can't believe those things to be true. At this point in time I can't own those good words; I am not yet fully convinced that I deserve them. Often I feel bad that those kind souls are wasting their words on the wrong person, because who they think they're talking about and who I really am are two different people.
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