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Unfairness

I learned about pressure today, it said, that the bigger the surface the more the pressure can spread on. - Think about snow shoes, how big they are. What would happend, if you wore heels on snow? You would sink, due to the little area, that has to take all the pressure from you slamming one foot down after another. Now that you understand the basic behind pressure, I will start today's gibberish of with a joke: I most be a needle then.

It sucks that some of us are born in the periferi of unfairness: I mean our life aren't bad at all, however we got problems, which weren't necessarily caused by the environment, such as diagnoses. (autism, schizophrenia, anxiety etc. - Here I actually got more examples, since I'm made of 99% diagnoses basically and the rest is water of course. ~ Cause God didn't let me dehydrate, instead he let me drown) I will not act like it's worse to be in the periferi of the unfairness than being in the eye of the storm, cause I haven't been there, and I wouldn't really go to the extreme to find out. Not anymore for that matter, I feel bad enough, where I stand thank you. However it's hard to know what to do, when you're in the periferi of the storm; should you do anything? I mean, it isn't that bad furthermore what could you change from the outside to change yourself? - It doesn't work like that spoiler alert. The diagnoses will always bring you down like weights, whatsoever you can learn to change how you hold the weight; So you don't get tired of holding the weight in one hand all the time, change to the other hand once in a while. I don't know, I shouldn't write in the state I'm in now: tired and calm, the mix effects my texts in a muddy way. You would almost think, that I'm high from reading this. Narh, I'm not high, it's just the thoughts of a trainwreck.