I’m finding myself extremely distraught over the reality that I’m told I have to just accept everything that other people do because they can’t help it but I need to hurry up and change.
I am the problem. No matter what I give or how much I give it will never be enough. No matter what I accept or adapt to, I still need to be more accepting.
I still need to change because I can’t expect other people to.
I’m the abusive monster. This is apparently a reality that… just is. I’m the problem.
I don’t feel any kind of hope right now.
Shut the fuck up you stupid bitch. Open your legs. Shut your mouth. This is what you are good for.