Am I the only one that's ever felt this way? Are the posts I read from others, about how happy and perfect life is, really all they feel? Because my life is happy, my life is blessed, my life is rich with smiles and love and indescribable joy. But it is also spaced with feelings of inadequacy, guilt, frustrations, self-deprecating, anxiety. Am I the only one? Is this normal? Or am I supposed to be happy ALL the time? I wish people would share the feelings they're ashamed of, the ones they keep hidden, the ones they never post on Facebook. There is strength in knowing you aren't weird, that something isn't wrong with you, that you aren't supposed to feel perfect all the time. For anyone that is reading this, I love my life. I am more blessed then I could ever hope for, and I sincerely mean that. But I also go through times where I genuinely hate myself, have anxiety, feel inadequate and hopeless, and I have NO idea why. I hope this makes someone feel like they aren't alone, because I'd love to really, honestly feel like I'm not.
