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[kjpepper]

Why is it that peeps around me can give me the love, support, and accolades that my self-esteem so desperately craves, and yet all I can here is my bitchfart of a sister's voice telling me I'm basically worthless?

As if I need another negative little voice in my head.

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*hug*

[gossamer-gull.livejournal.com]

Somehow it's easier to accept criticism than compliments. Maybe we're conditioned that way: we expect to be judged and found wanting.

The love and praise surprise us, and seem unreal -- like wispy, gossamer, fairy things whose truth we must question. But they are real. And sometimes it pays to follow the will-o-the-wisp....