When I describe myself as a failure — as I sometimes, matter-of-factly do — friends tend to rush to my defense. “You’re not a failure! Look at all you’ve achieved!” I grin as I point out the limitations to that line of reasoning. Yes, I have a (rented, teeny tiny) roof over my head, food in my (dorm-sized) fridge and not exactly enough saved to cover 3 …
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