who she thank she is?

I play down. I apologize. I don’t know when this started.

For example: the two hobbies that occupy the bulk of my time these days are studying astrology and writing A Song of Ice and Fire fanfiction.

As I typed those words on the page, my brow cocked up. My inner voice asked “Are you really about to tell these people how much of a loser you are these days?”

My rational mind replies with the question: Well who do you think you are?

I don’t mean that in the classic “You’re too big for your britches” way.

I mean “Who is this separate self you’re holding on to that doesn’t ‘do’ these things you’re passionately interested in?”

When did I become so ashamed of myself?

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