Boy does this ever ring true.

I've been thinking more about this. I hold different measurement to the worth of others than those I have been requiring of myself. I look at someone else and immediately see them as having worth - regardless of the tangible accomplishments they have achieved. Why can I then not hold the same standards to myself? I sit here trying to come up with reasons I am worthwhile and and a desperation to list off the things I have accomplished keep coming to mind. But by far ouweighing these things are those I have not yet done or failed to chieve entirely (I never received valentines, therefor I am unworthy. I can't provide for myself, therefore I am unworthy. I am an imperfect cook and artist therefore I am unworthy). My worth has nothing to do with the value of my accomplishments I keep reminding myself.