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Hey, how's it going. There's times I realize how disappointing the world is even though I try to be positive and optimistic and at times see so much beauty and am so grateful to be alive.
It's rough that everyone has an opinion and some are doing so much better than others out of unfair advantage and life forces me to negotiate my needs instead of meeting them.
Being a septuple minority is hard enough without having to always be worrying or thinking about whether or not I'll be attacked or assaulted just for wanting shelter or food.
So often I don't want to continue even though I've worked hard and accomplished a lot in my life. It hasn't paid off and is a struggle just to belong on a most minute level.
I'm tired of being told I'm strong or courageous or wise because I don't want that burden. I want what I can't explain, good luck and access to opportunities I'll probably never get.
Trying to see things from the perspective of people who are much more well off then me is a challenging task. I work at that daily and at many other things. It's exhausting.
It's hard to balance everything in my life when there's so much that needs to be improved in the world and so much ignorance. I can't even keep up with chores. Life is terrible and great.