I struggle with being good enough.
With being what I think I should be.
With being what I want to be.

I struggle with thinking I’m not good enough.
I struggle with thinking I just can’t do it.
I struggle with worrying about being a failure,
About not hacking it,
About not being tough enough
Or good enough.

Enough.

Why can’t “good enough” be enough for me?

I’ve had enough of enough.

(All the “enoughs” cloud my view anyway.)

I struggle, and I can’t help it.
But I’m done with “enoughs”.

Aren’t you?

Written as part of Heather-of-the EO‘s Just Write.