The world is big… and that makes me feel small. I always knew that given the gravity of the universe I was minuscule but I guess I always felt I could be my own gravity on my little scale world. I could say something nice, I could make somebody feel good, I can give some advice for this stupid thing. But people will always go back to feeling back, somebkdy will just go right back to feeling bad and no matter how good or well meaning my advice is it’s never enough.
I strive to be a force for good, to show the world I am here and I wanna change it and make it better, yet I simply cannot. I can’t help the people I care about in an actual meaningful way. And to be honest if I died tomorrow none of the people I talk to here will likely know anything is wrong until like two days after. None of them will know what happened, I could be dead I could have just slilently quit. The fragility of the social system I have been calling upon for over two years now isn’t stable. And it sucks. We all come and go and aren’t none the wiser. Friends change as they drift apart or one grows ti hate the other it’s just bleh. I had always wanted to share about my misgivings in life to either help others going through the same or to make others feel better but it’s only been a place for me to get more hurt. People sauing ‘well I helped with this, now you owe me’ or taking something j was complaining about and like using tbag to make decisions for me… jt sucks. I’m a vulnerable person and it keeps biting me in the ass, I wanna stop but tbh I doubt I will be able to
Dunno what I was trying to say so I was just saying things.