I grew up with a lot of criticism. I thought that no matter what I did, I could never be good enough, could never be acceptable. But, I kept trying. I was a little person striving to be loved and accepted. Eventually I grew up and learned a good deal of self acceptance. Then I married into critical judgement and I was right back at the not good enough phase of life.
So, these days that is my assignment, learn to love myself, learn to accept myself. And learn to forgive those who didn't and don't accept me as I am. I am good enough. I am annoying and friendly, isolating and irritating, and I am a lot of other things as well. I am human. I am good enough. In fact I am awesome.