I put myself down becuase I feel like crap. And I think I write like crap. I draw like crap. And general crappiness.
Stop.
And in one word she can shut me up.
Stop.
But then I feel selfish for basically setting up the opportunity for her to compliment me.
Stop.
But really, Onna! I was being such a---
Stop.
And I do because...
I'm willing to believe she's always right