Thursday, July 14, 2016

I'm Gross

I am a miserable person.

Normally, I can ignore how awful I feel by surrounding myself by other bitter, unhappy people. However, whenever one of them begins to feel better through therapy, medication, self-improvement, etc., I'm reminded of how truly horrible I feel about life in general.

The worst part is, I've felt like this my whole life, with brief chemical interludes interrupting my despair. I'm just this fucked up toad who convinced itself that the world was populated by other bumpy amphibians, but finds out most people are fuzzy bunnies or squirrels or some shit.

I wasn't cut out for life. I'm trying, but I think I've reached the end of my potential. This is as good as it gets.