fears

I have fear, fear that I am not good enough, that I wasn’t good enough, that I might be insane, or damaged, or that it’s all my fault that I am where I am, that I’ve lost who I am. Those thoughts and fears torture me late into the night, Did I fail?  What did I do wrong?  What did I not do at all?  Do I really deserve to be broken, splintered, like a glass thrown against a wall  did I cause myself to break?