Feelings of inadequacy

The move didn't and doesn't help. I know my friends miss me, but I can't figure why. How it is that I can miss them is a no brainer for me, but how significant I am to them seems strange and foreign. Even more recently, I've had some childhood acquaintances add me as 'friends' on facebook. Took me back to childhood, in which everything was a competition or comparison of who did what better. Hated my childhood, at least that aspect of it. Somebody else was always smarter, accomplished more, looked prettier. The list goes on and on and on. And here I am. Nothing to write home about. One significant difference between then and now, where I am concerned, is that I am more confident now, insofar as I rest more peacefully knowing that I am exactly as the Lord desires me to be. He loves me as I am.