I am so hard on myself. If you haven't figured it out yet--I really hate myself. I don't think I deserve to be hated by other people, but for some reason--it's normal to me. The countless failures I've had, the discouraging remarks, the seemingly great career paths and things I've tried that have not worked out for me. My self-esteem is shot. Job after job, I have been told that I am not good enough. When you get the same messages over and over again, it's really hard not to start believing them. I didn't grow up with low self-esteem. Quite the opposite. My parents loved me and I never doubted for a second that they did. They believed I was somebody. I'm sure they still do. So, why do I struggle so much with believing in myself? I can feel myself happy for others, but secretly desire the same thing for myself. Let me clarify, I want to see other people do well, especially those I care about. I also want the security, safety, direction and payche...