Epiphany

I had one today. Relating to my past, and my present, I never believe that anyone will ever actually want me for me. That they may want the various masks that I wear for specific purposes. But me - that naked baby underneath - I realised today that I have never and don't know that I will ever believe that someone could want her. That I will be tolerated so long as I fill defined roles, but that if I don't make my quotas then that's it, don't come in on Monday.

So weird to wake up one day at 26+4 and realise you're still 6 years old.