Good Enough

A dog toy shaped like a sheep. It's face has been chewed off.

The idea of not being good enough was planted in my head a long time ago by people who didn’t know any better: who had ridiculous standards, and values that were completely out of alignment with mine. The bar they set for me was too high, and set up in completely the wrong direction. I never had a chance of reaching it.

I am far from perfect, and I have much to improve, but I am a good person by my standards. I do what I can to make the world a better place, I do my best to be kind, I contribute to my community, and I work hard on my recovery.

I can always be better, but I am good enough.

From my work with the Write To Recovery programme.

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