I feel like I am handicapped, like it's an impossibility for me to get my shit together.
What is wrong with me?
I am very sad, very angry, very hurt, very judged right now.
It's almost like I'm stuck in this weird place: I'm trying to realize I am a grown-up, but I'm also realize that I have nothing grown-up about my actions.
This sucks.
I guess this is what life is supposed to be, though.
shalom.
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You may not believe it,
but there are people
who go through life with
very little
friction of distress.
They dress well, sleep well.
They are contented with
their family
life.
They are undisturbed
and often feel
very good.
And when they die
it is an easy death, usually in their
sleep.
You may not believe
it,
But such people do
exist.
But i am not one of
them.
Oh no, I am not one of them,
I am not even near
to being
one of
them.
But they
are there
and I am
here.
-Charles Bukowski
I feel like you'd appreciate that.
Ryan, I really hope things get easier for you.
I love you.
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