Why I Feel Like I Have To Be Perfect (My Younger Self)

I have a problem asking for help.

Because I’m supposed to know the answer to everything.

I’m supposed to be perfect.

Because if I’m not perfect then I won’t be loved.

If I’m not loved then I’ll be alone.

If I’m alone then there is no one to take care of me.

If there is no one to take care of me then I die.

I don’t want to die.

That’s why I have to be perfect.

And that’s why I don’t ask for help.

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