Learning to accept myself.

I can never accept myself. I am scornful and full of hatred towards my inability to achieve the success life has so generously offered me.

I can never accept myself because everyday I witness others achieve the same success their lives have offered them. Don't get me wrong, I am happy for those that touch/smell/breathe excellence, but pangs of jealousy do start to knock on the windows of my brain.

"Why can't I be like them?"  A question that rings in my fucking head everyday. If I can't be like them, I'll be myself. 

And you know what? I'll be the best fucking version of myself.