Good Enough
I won't let this build up inside of me,
I'm doing the best I ever did — better actually.
I'm doing the best that I can, being all that I can be.
But I didn't think that it was good enough. I was too blinded by shame to see
that 'good enough' is relative —
and there's nothing for anyone to forgive.
I just have to accept that some intrinsic limitations are a part of how I live.
And that's the point I've been missing — Even as failure seemed imminent, I still gave it all I had to give.
Of course I wish that was "good enough" to pass that test, but I know that test is arbitrary.
I shouldn't have let pride stand in the way,
accommodations were probably necessary
because it takes me time to think illogically 
I'm not even sure I want to know that I've got that ability. 
Putting things back in perspective and remembering my goal,
I'm proud of what I've done as a whole.
Stress reached critical levels and symptoms returned but I kept it under control.
Most importantly, I've learned to admit to weaknesses and ask for help, so now I'll never fold.