Spent like 15 minutes venting out loud alone in my house about how everything was fundamentally unfair, I tried everything but never was given any opportunity to change my life, that it was always over and never began, that despite always being positive for years and worked so hard on my internal life, my external life was still trash, and a lot more I can't remember because millions of things came to my mind as I was weeping. This, everyone, is the average journey for a subhuman like me.
