I feel like trash.
I feel like the people around me have to adapt to my needs.
I hate thinking that way but I can't help it.
They need to adapt because of me.
I understand that some of them do it because they want to help me,
Maybe others just do it because they have to,
like my family.
I think they have given up.
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Lacrimo
Short StoryMy counselor told me to write how I feel when I'm down. Here it is. I know I am not the only one who feels like this. It's my not so pleasant story, I am not making this up for sympathy I am sharing this for understanding. I'm posting this because...
