Our sense of worthlessness is always built on an exaggerated story we tell ourselves. Humour can help us see it.

I’m from a town called Worthless.
East of Shame and North of Guilt.
Population: Unknown (They felt unworthy of being counted).
Popular dish: Roasted Self-esteem with Meek salad
Favourite pass time: Practicing invisibility
Hometown hero: Yours truly