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by beapolkadot Dec 27, 2011 category : Sadness, depression / about depression
He tells me I'm my own worst critic... But how can I see past my own imperfections? I shake performing. My eyes glaze over at compliments. My childhood was full of changes. My present is filled with frustation. I know I'm my own worst critic. But I've learned from everyone else.