why.

"My mom is anxious.
My dad is an insomniac.
My brother is self destructive."

"I am envious.
I am hypocritical."

"I grew (and am still growing) in a society that seems perfect."

"Am I the worst person in the world, or is that just me being obnoxious and self obsessed?"

"I hate that I'm so self aware, and that I think/know everything going on."

"I feel like if I waltzed through life, thinking everything was alright, (even though it's not) I would be better off.
Or would I?"