why am i always expected to be the understanding one?
why do i have to understand everyone elseβs circumstances? their family, their struggles, their reasons. why is that somehow my responsibility?
but somehow it feels like im not even allowed to fully feel any of it, because theres always someone else whos going through the same thing, or something worse.
i got rejected from a job i genuinely wanted. friends turned me down, the expectations my family has for me feel heavier than ever. im stressed, disappointed, exhausted, and honestly just.. sad.
im no longer as excited for my french lessons as i used to be. my shopping packages arrive and i feel nothing. call me ungrateful, but lately my will to live has slowly been fading away.