I Am Not Perfect

I often forget that I am not perfect. Sometimes I try so hard to make things right that I end up screwing up even more. Sometime apathy sets in and I lose the drive to get things right. I mess up, a lot. I find myself in situations that I have been in before and I wonder "why do I keep ending up here." I try to move forward and sometimes I make progress, only to fall flat on my face again. I am far from being perfect but it's hard for me to accept that personally. I have learned a lot through my struggles yet they have not been resolved. I harbor a lot of anger with myself, and it manifests in my life. I lash out and hurt the ones who care the most, and worst of all I hurt myself. I want to get better. I've tried to make things right but i keep screwing things up. If only I could learn to accept myself and my imperfections then maybe I could start moving forward. I have the tendency to dwell on past mistakes. I have come to grips with somethings but there a lot that still haunts me. Sometimes i feel so I wonder if anyone can accept me for who I am. I am too flawed to be loved for who I am. Will I ever be accepted? I am still looking for my place in the world. I find comfort in writing. It's the only thing that keeps me sane.