"Stress doesn't exist for you. You're a child. You're fine."
Tell that to me when I'm picking at my fingers until they bleed.
Does that mean I don't know what happiness is either? Sadness? Anger? Annoyance? Is there some other feeling I'm incapable of feeling?
I think I'm allowed to be upset. Having a pretty miserable evening tends to put a person on edge. People brushing off my feelings doesn't make me feel any better. Thanks for trying.
