I feel terrible. Miserable, even.
People continue to make me feel like I’m not worth a single thing. I try so hard to make everyone feel loved and cared for, and honestly, it would just me nice to get that back sometimes so I don’t feel like the world hates me. I feel like all of my “friends” hate me.
Anxiety is such a stupid thing. I feel like everyone is out to get me.
Who knows if they actually are?
Me teaching US history: “ok first thing u gotta remember is that this country exists because a bunch of rich white dudes didn’t want to pay their taxes. The second thing u gotta remember is that rich white men still don’t want to pay their taxes which is pretty much the reason for literally everything ever.”