Lately I feel like everything is falling apart, and there is no good news in my world.
I feel ashamed to talk to people when I have nothing good to say and I’m piling evil into their worlds, when all I have to say is complain and apologise.
Complaining that my world is without a bubble and a small community drives me crazy that some are allowed everything and others nothing. Just because I am expected to overcome everything, and I want to be an ordinary citizen and an ordinary sick person.
I apologise because I am sick of seeing myself in this situation, and I am sick and tired of the misfortunes I live with. I’m trying to convince myself that I can get out of the situation without fighting and brawling, that I can manage and control the situation in which others put me… I know I don’t know anything, but I try, and I slip and I get up and I try again,