I’ll never be able to tell anyone who I really am and this bothers me a great deal. So I’d rather think happy thoughts. Then I feel too tired for that too. The amount of pressure I feel is not right. I don’t deserve to feel this way. Period.
I can rationalize why I should feel like shit, but then I am only feeling terrible for YOU constantly and all the time and I am nothing else than something you’ve made feel small that you can feel big, and that’s how I feel right now, and I know it’s not your fault, and I know you don’t understand me, but this isn’t good for my health.