Delusions of grandeur
For years, I believed that I was special. That I was working towards something substantial, and that I would be recognized for it. But what I had in my head never really matched what played out in real life.
Aging and anxiety
At 30, I figured I might be able to live another decade or so before facing a mid-life crisis. But it's here now.
This is not the Rasheed you’re looking for
To maintain a reputation of being nice, and to continually please other people, I’ve hidden so much of my true self. And it's making me miserable.
An unimpressive life
I spent many sad and painful days wishing I could live a normal life, not knowing (or actively ignoring the fact) that normal lives don't offer all that much to the world.