No matter what you do, no matter how hard you try, you're never going to be good enough for Me. Not good enough in life, and not good enough for Me either. But that won't stop you from coming back. It never has. You're always coming back, trying to prove to Me that you *are* worth something. I take from you, I ignore you, I don't even remember your name most of the time, and yet you're desperate for My approval. It's simultaneously pathetic and amusing. You're going to keep trying forever because it's in your nature, and I'm going to keep rejecting you because it's what you deserve.