I don't know what I ever did to receive so much pain and sadness in my life.
I try to be good, and try to do what's right, and be nice to everyone, and all I get is fucked in the ass.
I've had nothing but SHIT the past two years. And I had SHIT for two years with my religious anxiety.
WHAT did I do to get hurt like this? What did I do to get depression and anxiety and shit?
Why do I have to suffer like this?
I try to be good and help people, and people just fuck me over.
I went to the store with my aunt and sister, and I had a happy time. We were ready to check out, and I forgot my stress drinks and stress tea, so I ran to get them. I never bought them from that store, so I had to search. And they didn't have any of my stress drinks. Then I went to get some stress tea.
Well, I went to where my aunt and sister were, and the man was scanning the rest of my stuff, and I handed over the tea and stuff, and the guy behind us, BITCHED about having to wait for me.
You know what, sir? I'm so fucking sorry that I had to waist your goddamn time.
I'm SO sorry that I have anxiety attacks and insomnia.
I'm so fucking SORRY I had to make YOU wait just to get HELP for my DISORDERS.
I'm so sure you're perfect, and God's gift to the Earth, and that your time matters more than anyone else in the goddamn store.
He ruined my goddamn night. I still have anxiety. And not only that, but I've had to deal with my anxiety, insomnia, bitchy people, helping raise a kid, losing both my parents, having no help with medication, and that fucking dickhead just made all of the shit I was pushing back just come flooding out.
I've been crying for about 45 minutes.
All because a fucking dickface had to wait 5-7 goddamn minutes.
So THANK YOU, SIR. Thank you for reminding me of why I fucking hate people, and why I never want to leave my house.
What the fuck did I do to get so fucked up? Why do I have to wish so hard that I'll just fucking die, and beg God to just kill me? Why do I have to feel this pain all my life?