I hate being me. No matter what I always have to be such a failure and if not that then a let-down. I love art, specially drawing and music and all I’ve every wanted was to either learn to draw anything or play moonlight sonata 3rd movement on the piano but for the life of me I can’t get anything to stick. I tried to draw and I end up having no motivation. I wanted to learn the guitar once and I failed at that too .My consistency disappears in a matter of a few days. I want to buy a piano and learn but what if I loose my motivation? Never in my life have I hated being myself until now, because being me means being this inconsistent lazy bum. Is it too much to wish I wasn’t the failure I am now?
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