My Feelings summed up in a nutshell

But I didn't feel much like that person at the moment. I felt...fractured. Fragmented. Like I was under fire from all sides, and each impact left a tiny crack in me. Soon, those cracks would spread and touch, and I would just fall apart. Because I wasn't good enough.

 

Quote from the book Shift by Rachel Vincent.

This is when Faythe alone...tho Marc comes in shortly after...I just can't believe how much truth is in that when I put it into perspective of me...