I struggle a lot with my own humanity. I look at the people around me, and most of the time it is difficult for me not to start floating above reality, and looking at other people like this interesting natural phenomenon of a species. Like a thing to be studied. I analyze their behavior and interactions, i try to notice patterns in their actions (I often do it pretty well, too). I look at my species as if I am not one of them. Even like this, i love to see the humanity of others. The community, the emotions, the things that are characteristic of humans, just fill my heart with warmth, like a good plate of soup.

Despite this, i can barely see myself as human. And I barely accept humanity from myself. I do not allow myself mistakes. I hate myself when i’m not perfect, which constantly serves to make myself more and more apathetic towards the world and detached from other people. I am scared of failure to the point of inaction. Accepting to be human means accepting that i can make mistakes, but also accepting those as human.