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The doubts. You had to save me from my constant doubts. That deep-seeded feeling that I wasn’t good enough for anything, I was a fake at my job, I wasn’t your equal, my friends would forget me if I moved away for a month. It wasn’t as easy as hearing voices, nobody was telling me this. It was just something I knew. Everyone else was playing along but I was sure that one day they would all stop.
written by David Levithan, The Lover’s Dictionary

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I guess being needed is almost as good as being loved. Maybe better.
written by Betty Smith, A Tree Grows in Brooklyn

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