Explosion

I am so angry, truly furious. I am so angry at the cards that I’ve had dealt to me. I am sick of being poor and needing assistance. It is not fair that I’m not allowed to be angry or express it, because if I do, I am that much less likely to succeed or receive validation. I hate those who are entitled and act it. I have the case of the “it’s not fair’s: 

It IS NOT fair that I was raised in poverty

It IS NOT fair that I have negligent parents

It IS NOT fair that my parents are uneducated and I have not had many positive examples set for me

It IS NOT fair that most people in my family suffer from a mental illness

 

It IS NOT fair that I have PTSD and Bipolar

It IS NOT fair that I had to see so much abuse

It is not fair that I don’t catch a break

It is not fair that people say things that they don’t mean

It is not fair that the system is set up for people (specific people) to fail

It is not fair that people leave me

It is not fair that I could not save my friend last year

It is not fair that I watched that friend, one of the strongest people I know, die

It is not fair that I have no one to count on

It is not fair that I am not allowed to throw tantrums and act ignorant

It is just not fair!

I know that “life is not fair,” but when the hell do I catch a break???!

When do my degrees, my hard-work, my intelligence, my perseverance, my love, I; when do I pay off?

 

 

 

 

 

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