Tw…idfk everything
This probably sounds whiny as hell but I really hate that my problems aren’t bad enough to be fixed.
Like. No matter how bad it hurts me, it’s not nearly as bad as someone who is actually going through something.
I’m mad.
Why do I have to wake up every morning in so much pain I can’t fucking move and I’m still just being lazy, because other people have actual physical issues. I know muscle pain and headaches aren’t that bad but like. I have to just keep going no matter how tired or hurt I am.
And it’s the same with mental pain. It doesn’t matter that I’ve tried to kill myself four and a half times, because there’s people in so much stress that they can’t grasp reality. It doesn’t matter that I’m scared of myself and can’t look in mirrors without screaming at ehat K see. Because people otu there have real fuckinf problems
And I know I KNOW, that my life is fucking great in comparison to like most other people.
I know I should ve happy for how lucky I am
But I’m not.
And there’s nothing I can do to stop it. Because everyone else has it worse. And im just dramatic.
