“a sudden conversation”

Inadequate.

What?

I said INADEQUATE!

I think I’m inadequate.

Wipe that look of concern and disbelief off of your face.

How dare you compliment me!

How dare you dismiss my feelings!

How dare you comment on what you haven’t lived.

Stop looking for scars there are none. Not visible scars.

Only lost memories and a few I would rather not talk about to protect the guilty.

Don’t worry no crimes were committed only the slow constant degeneration of a once magnificent soul.

Yeah, magnificent.

The ability to regenerate optimism and hope was liquidated to conserve the energy to sustain some type of forward movement.

Even the angels get tired sometimes.

Simply inadequate.

Oh!………….And now my lack of any tangible success and lingering lack of belief in society in the people around me and myself has nothing to do with the people around me but with myself?

I knew that.

My motivation is mediocre.

My introspection gets bored.

My impetus to do and be is impeded.

There is only forward motion.

And THAT is inadequate.