I don’t think I have what it takes to survive. No matter how much I try, the world always seems one step ahead. It’s like everyone else knows the rules of this game, and I’m just fumbling around, hoping I can fake my way through it. Maybe survival isn’t for people like me. People talk about instincts, about resilience, but what if I don’t have any of that? I’m just tired. Tired of pretending I can make it when deep down, I know I won’t.


















