I just don’t understand why I’m not good enough for all of you. 

I’m not good enough for you. my parents. my coaches. or my friends. Thoughts cross my mind at what my purpose even is in life. Never feeling good enough is physically exhausting. My parents have such unrealistic expectations of me academically and athletically. That fact that I can’t even meet your expectations kills me. Did you ever notice, I try so hard to please you? I can’t even get you to say “Hey babe, you look really pretty today.” It kills me to know I’m not good enough. Am I not skinny enough, smart enough, or pretty enough. Tell me please. I’m killing myself for you and it seems as though you are oblivious at how unhappy I am. If you don’t love me, why do you stay with me? I’m so scared of losing you because most of the time I don’t even know if you care. It kills me because I love you so much.