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Over many years, I have refined the ability to pick myself apart. Every idea I have ever had, every endeavour I’ve thought I’d like to try, they always get the once over by my self-doubt. So good I am that I don’t even have to question myself anymore, I just pass the sentence – you will fail, you are awful, you are bad at this, you will be bad at this, you aren’t liked by anyone, you are wrong (again).

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