Short story on how I feel.

She felt like she was walking on Broken Glass. Like nothing she ever did was good enough. Like the fact that she was not Harry Freaking Potter, was absurd. So she was not the Golden Girl of Colorado Springs. She was not the angel that everyone that she was. She did not see herself as a bad person, someone with ill intent; in fact she saw herself in a different way.

She made mistakes in her past yes, in many ways she regretted everything. As she is trying to move on from her pathetic mistakes, and find love again, she finds herself unable to show anyone that she is good enough. after all, why should she be??? She is walking on broken glass, not good enough to be with anyone other then her latest mistake.