I just want to help others, since I shouldn't need help...

[poet_at_heart]

Me and my troubles have a love-hate relation... Yeah, I actually like my troubles, because without them I would probably be HORRIBLE, even worse than I am now, a really moaning and groaning bitch. But I still hate them 'cause they are, well, troubles. Though I hate some other things more than my troubles themselves:

1. My most trusted friends have it worse than me.

2. The people a little farther away doesn't understand.

3. Strangers doesn't care.

So what's the troubles? Well, they're so fucking small that I feel like a spoilled brat if I talk about them. Since what is a PMSing dad to parents getting a divorce? What is your own raging hormones to not having a chance to work in your own country to a good salary? How can knowing that your dad will have a hard time accepting it if you got a girlfriend be on the same level as a best friend loving you and then taking suicide?

Can someone please just glue my mouth closed so I'll shut up? Sure, everyone deserves a voice, but what I have to say is so small that it doesn't deserve being mentioned...

And how hypocritical am I on a scale for putting this in an open journal?

Comments

[greensan.livejournal.com]

If I choose to spend my life with a woman, I sure as hell will tell him that this is my life and my opinions. He can keep his own ones to himself if he doesn't like the way things is...

[amelia-seyroon.livejournal.com]

Totally! It's your choice, your happiness, YOUR LIFE.

[greensan.livejournal.com]

*glomphugglenuzzle*