I swear, today has been so, so hard—it just feels so unfair to me. It’s like I’m always asking everyone “why” and “how,” and the one time I don’t ask, I get called mean. Like, what am I even supposed to be? Am I actually being a real support system, or am I just a punching bag? I’m so tired of this—I actually want someone to ask me how I’m doing too, but when I’m exhausted and want them to ask me, I ask them half-heartedly, and they don’t even bother to answer. So I just end up wasting my energy. Fuck. Am I actually serving any purpose in this life? It feels like all this time I’ve been totally confused about what I want to do—I might as well just die. I hope I die tomorrow.
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