Battling Myself

He sighed. Looked at me deep in the eye, making me feel nervous, and said, “I know what you’re going through. Trust me, I understand. But…” 
“No, you don’t!” I interrupted. “Have you ever been so ashamed of yourself that you try to be someone else? And..and..while doing that, you forget yourself…”
After a long, uncomfortable silence, he said, “No..but you..” 
“No. There you go! You don’t know what it’s like to be me. The whole world is in your feet but for people like me, it’s not like that. We have to fight to get what we want. Each second of our life is struggle. We all are in a constant battle. In a battle with enemies we’ve made up ourselves. But I am in a battle with the kind of enemy I can never defeat.” I said and took a deep breath. 
“Whom?” He asked with a certain urgency.
“Myself.” I answered.