a hardest pill to swallow is that people will hurt you. dehumanize you in so many ways and not feel badly about it. they won’t feel a thing actually. they’ll move on with their day, their week, their life, happy as ever but there you are, crushed. loss of appetite. loss of sleep.
i wish everyone following me made enough money to not feel like they were being boiled alive & had the time & energy to love themselves at their own leisure.
you can be having the worst day of ur life, open the media & there’s ur old schoolmate who’s recently gotten his 4th GLE Coupé in a country where the average government worker earns ₦40k–₦80k monthly. all i'm saying is the world will not slow down just becus youre struggling.
that feeling when you get home from work & realise you’re there, just there sitting at the corner of ur bed in overwhelming sadness, trying to process where you went wrong & why life has been so unfair & gruelling to you. so you just hiss & carry on, because that’s what men do.
as strange as it seems, there are times you have to be a bit mentally ill to get mentally well. if imagining Captain America would be proud of you for brushing ur teeth is what gets you to brush ur teeth... then grab that toothbrush.