I Am Completely Useless

Worthless. Pointless. A waste of time and space.

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There’s no point to me. No rhyme nor reason for me being here. I offer nothing of value, I create nothing of worth and when I do try to do something: I mess it up.

I am completely useless.

That’s what I’ve been telling myself for the past 25 years. Why? Because:

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I imagine in a parallel universe I might be a caricaturist or a botanist or somewhere asleep on the moon — but here, I am a writer.

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Emily Wilcox

Emily Wilcox

I imagine in a parallel universe I might be a caricaturist or a botanist or somewhere asleep on the moon — but here, I am a writer.

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