Teachers have been telling me all my life to “grow tough skin”. I guess I’m just a straight-up failure at that.
I know how to act tough. I know how be tough. But I’ll always be more sensitive than people and the world will let me be.
I worry a lot about what will happen to me since I can’t seem to function properly in a world that seems dead set on facing me with situations where I can never be 100% myself so as to survive. I feel like I’ll live in this apartment for the rest of my life, with one friend calling to make sure I’m still alive when they have time because I can’t cope and am not given the opportunity to live any other way.