But it really isn't that difficult to say something to yourself so often that you simply accept it as true.
What if other people don't belive it?
And what if it really isn't true at all?
Is it still not a "lie"?
Sometimes, I feel as though there are so many "truths" that I have forced myself to believe to compensate for my various... inadequacies... which really aren't true at all, and that this untruth is blatantly obvious to those around me.
And sometimes, the fact that I tell other people these "truths" makes me feel like a jerk.
But all the time, I know that I will inevitably continue to do this.
Sometimes, I take comfort in the fact that other people must do this, too.
And sometimes, I feel as though this "comfort" is only another "lie" which I force myself to buy into.
Because never will anyone be as rotten and awful as I am...
EDIT: I just realized that this entry marks my 100th entry. I suppose I ought to find some way to celebrate...?