On being a big fraud.

Ever feel like you're just really bad at life and everyone else seems to have it all so together?
And the thin layer of 'together' that you've managed to pull off is just a veneer that is peeling at the edges and catching on things?
Until one day, something big happens and the whole sheet of veneer gets yanked off-with force-and you're exposed for the big fraud that you always felt you were (deep down) anyway?
No? It's just me? Okay-carry on then. I'll just sit over here in the corner and snivel all by myself and pray for some new veneer. And/or an invisibility cloak.

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