Fake it til ya make it

I found out something about me tonight- not exactly discovered something, more like made a coherent, sensible statement out of the knowledge that was never really worked out or verbalized.

I HATE, HATE, HATE feeling like I'm not good enough-
like I'm not important enough.

I know, I know- everybody hates that...another thing I hate hate hate:
when people say EVERYBODY feels a certain way.

If I'm spilling my guts about my feelings, don't tell me everyone feels that way. I want to be UNIQUE, important, distinctive in your mind. If you tell me or imply that I'm not important to you, or good enough, or smart enough, or my feelings and thoughts are unoriginal, not only does that seriously hurt me but that pisses me off so bad.
I like to be important to people, because other people are important to me. As a matter of fact, there is someone in my life that I'm just so used to talking to everyday that I actually start getting anxious if I don't talk to them. I'm so paranoid about the relationship falling apart I don't even give it a day unless they don't wanna talk. I value people, friends, relationships so highly and I want to be regarded with the same respect.

This is the truth, I am not replaceable.
Though I am an awful, horrible, hypocritical little lying piece of crap, I am a brilliant, beautiful, intelligent artist who has an outlook so unique...if you just take the time to get to know me, you'll never forget me. And you can't just pick a random female guitarist off the street and she's gonna be like me, oh no freaking way. You can't just take a random musician. There will be similarities, I'm sure...
but my passion for music, passion for beauty, the written word, the spoken word...my movie taste, my music taste, the way I see things and deliver them...the way I'm so full of passionate feelings but can rarely articulate them, until I get moments of breathtaking depth and clarity...the way I never need advice, I just like to talk about my problems occasionally so I can figure it myself...and I always do...
that's just me.
and that's not replaceable,
and circumstances, where I live, what I'm doing, this will change as I age. My circumstances will, but I will still be me. My taste my change to an extent, my abilities will no doubt grow, and I'll add new things to my repertoire...but I will always be me. and I am NOT replaceable.

Anyone who thinks they can successfully replace me underestimates me.
Anyone who thinks they have replaced me never knew me at all...
and anyone who will try to will deeply regret it.

I don't mean to sound like an arrogant person here, I said earlier I am an awful horrible hypocritical lying POS but...I'm pretty freaking awesome too.
and I am good enough,
and I am not replaceable.

Irreplaceable, I can believe.
Good enough? I keep saying it hopes I'll believe it one day. Fake it til ya make it, baby...