No one seems to appreciate the need I have to do bigger and better things with my life. No one seems to take this seriously. No one seems to understand how far removed from reality all of this is. And how desperately sad that is, in and of itself. No one understands why this is important.
I’m being melodramatic. THAT they understand.
So if it’s me against everyone else, is it likely that I’m wrong? Because if that’s true, I just don’t see the point to any of it.
I know this isn’t me. This environment. This mentality. This perverse reality founded on self-centeredness. THIS ISN’T ME.
That, I understand.