C'est tout simplement tellement injuste

Posted On Oct 8, 2019 Par administrateur Avec Commentaires fermés

All my( m22) friends have great home lives, mothers who can support them financially and morally, and no mental issues that stop them from reaching their possible. Meanwhile I have to move in with my chilled mother which will only realise my getting better harder. It’s my fucking fault though for not being able to handle money. Then again, my parents are just as bad and “ve never been” capable or interested in teaching me.

I know they’ve ever merely tried their very best but they’ve also ever braced themselves back. My mum doesn’t allow herself to be happy and my father never fucking talks. Meanwhile I’ve had to keep my shit together in front of them for over 10 times. It sucks so much better. All my friends are out living their wonderful lives with no worries while I don’t even know what I’ll eat or if I’ll be able to fight off my ponders of suicide in the long run. Why was I the only one in my social curve abide into a smash and dysfunctional clas? My siblings both rather hate my mother and they engaged all the time, my brother doesn’t even talk to her anymore. But she’s a great person at heart. She exactly upsets highway too much and I approximate she learnt me that very. I fucking hate it. I’ve manufactured great progress so this is just a rant at the end of a rough epoch, but sometimes it just seems like it’s too much to handle. It seems like no one else is struggling this much. But of course I know that’s not true. It just seems like my push is so much harder than everyone else’s, and within my roundabout of friends I know that for a fact. But yeah I predict eventually I’ll be fine. Just have to focus on the things that I’ve fulfilled and that I’m still working for.