Sometimes i catch myself being proud of something minuscule, for example if i went through an emotional trauma like a rejection or situation were i ended up on bottom, ill feel like im special. Special because i made it through to the other side but in reality, their are millions of people just like me. People who went through the same thing i did or do. Then ill think "wait a min im not special at all." Then for a brief moment a slight euphoria washes over me or a brief feeling of enlightenment if you will. But as quickly as it comes, it drifts away. I always fell in love with the idea the king who has his servants whisper in his ear "your just a man, your just a man." Or the king who charges into battle with his army at his back.. Basically being grounded and doing what youd ask others to do.. To hop in the trenches with your men and lead. Accepting what you are.. Who you are. Thats who i really am deep down. But i let this world turn me into something im not. I let it mold me into a phony, a fake, a fraud. Im ashamed. But i know its not to late for me, or you. We can improve, we just need to be patient, think, and put ourselves in other peoples shoes.