When in that state, it’s immensely difficult to understand what exactly is going wrong, let alone fix it. I still remember being an awkward idiot kid confused about my isolation, flailing at shadows and endlessly making a nuisance of myself by reveling in the discomfort my presence bred. Misery one way glass. Hope anon finds someone to pass him notes.
When in that state, it’s immensely difficult to understand what exactly is going wrong, let alone fix it. I still remember being an awkward idiot kid confused about my isolation, flailing at shadows and endlessly making a nuisance of myself by reveling in the discomfort my presence bred. Misery one way glass. Hope anon finds someone to pass him notes.
Middle school was brutal