Not that I ever thought I was worth anything, so I must clarify why I found this realisation upsetting. There's a difference between knowing that you are destined for anything great, and knowing that you are not going to get what minor slice of happiness you think everyone is owed. I thought there was space enough for me in some quiet corner of heaven, with a friend (or more) to keep company. It took me some time to realise that whatever stay I had there, it was just as a worthless tourist.
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