Fuck me man. How does no one feel overwhelmed by nothing at all? Sitting on my bed is enough to stress me out; some people have it worse than me. Some people can't even sleep.
It's fucking shitty how little it takes to throw people like me off the edge. And it doesn't help that life is all about getting thrown over the edge.
School, social life, death, money, debt, and more is just stress in actuality. Life is stress. How people can actively say life is worth living is beyond me - not in terms of arrogance, but of admiration. Don't mistake me, I hate my life. But I admire persistence when I see it: when people don't get as overwhelmed, or depressed or whatever as I do. It just means that they're strong.
And I'm fragile.
It's fucking shitty how little it takes to throw people like me off the edge. And it doesn't help that life is all about getting thrown over the edge.
School, social life, death, money, debt, and more is just stress in actuality. Life is stress. How people can actively say life is worth living is beyond me - not in terms of arrogance, but of admiration. Don't mistake me, I hate my life. But I admire persistence when I see it: when people don't get as overwhelmed, or depressed or whatever as I do. It just means that they're strong.
And I'm fragile.