My Fourteenth Post

Maybe I'm just not smart enough. I actually think that would make me feel better. Then, it wouldn't be my fault. It would just be circumstantial, and I could console myself that I was doing the best that I can. But as it is, I know I have huge potential. I know I have the ability to be great. So I just have this massive guilt hanging on me for wasting my potential. I wish I was strong enough to make goals. I'm too afraid that if I make them, they'll be hard to keep. So I don't make them. If I don't have goals, I can't fail to reach them. Is all this crap really about fear? Could I make it all go away if I just buck up and put in some hard work? Of course I could. Which is why I feel so guilty for doing what I'm doing. Slacker.