Fat and inexperienced—constantly searching for reassurance that I’m wanted. I need to be told I’m doing well, need to hear that I’m useful, need to know I matter to someone. I hesitate without guidance and bloom under attention. Please tell me what you want from me; please let me try. I’ll listen closely, adjust quickly, and give everything I have just to earn approval. Praise makes me cling, correction makes me desperate to improve. I don’t want confidence—I want permission. I don’t want control—I want to belong, to be validated, and to know I’m enough because I’m needed. Please let me please you. Please let me matter.
