I miss being normal. Anxiety free, no panic attacks, no relationship issues, no friendship breakups. No sleep problems. I miss how I once hated afternoon naps when I was a kid. I miss how I only feared my home-tutor. I miss school.
Adulting sucks.
Does the sun ask itself"am l good? am worthwhile? Is there enough of me?" no, it burns and it shines does the sun ask itself, "what does the moon think of me? how does mars feel about me today?" no it burns, it shines it burns