I am contemplating seeing a therapist because I am so tired of keeping all my frustrations inside. I come so close to telling friends and family my issues via emails but no one understands. They think life is peachy. Well it is, in a sense. There are other people out there struggling. I just can't bear things sometimes. This constant feeling of inadequacy, not knowing when my next miserable modeling paycheck is due so I have to ask him for money. And here I am strutting around in fancy clothes like I own the world when I don't. When no one wants to listen me and give me a chance to work with them. Maybe I dont have enough drive? Am I useless?