this is weird because when i was younger people thought i had ~low self esteem~ but i was incredibly confident in my ability to just. do things. and so i would just do things. often they didnât turn out super well and it turned out my ambitions were above my skill level or like. maybe i was not actually the best person for this particular role but hey! i still did a lot of things, and i tried to learn from it when it didnât go well. and like. there have been a select few individuals in my life who decided i needed to understand that actually i was not good at things and should not do them and even if i was, my being good at things made other people feel bad along oppression axes that they had just made up (butch privilege, articulate privilege, idek), and therefore i should sit down and shut up. and like. that plus some Disruptive Life Events has resulted, i think, in my complete inability to see myself as capable of doing things and, if i am, doing them would be Bad. this is especially true when it comes to a) movement work, b) art, c) expressing opinions. just my brain screaming âthe movement/the world doesnât need you/your opinion/the only reason you think you deserve to do this is entitlementâ while also screaming âitâs so hilarious you think you can do this and youâre embarrassing yourself and everyone around you by even thinking you canâ and like. this was not only one person but if i could go back in time i really think i would make sure my younger self never befriended [redacted] or at least cut contact when i tried to tell them how happy i was about a new job and they yelled at me and cried because my new job that i was happy about meant i wouldnât be around to talk to them as much