May Journal: Unfortunate Events (In Other Words I'm Stuck)

I do not want to talk about this day. I’m physically stuck and I’m mentally somewhere else. If there’s a silver lining at least I don’t die yet.

Hey, can we please stop looking at things as if they have a hidden lesson?

“Oh, you’re such a brave and stong kid for doing that! This surely taught you how to be an independent adult and you sure did go through it well!”

No. Can I just be pissed about this? None of these were not my fault. It didn’t teach me shit.