How hard it is you are going through, the others said.

It’s the only route I see – that doesn’t inconvenience anyone else that much.

I actually forgot how to breathe right. Then, I realized how sad it felt when I did. So now I’m trying, to, take, full, breaths.

I am doing my best.

Everybody that I know didn’t have much of a muscle for empathy.
So when something good happened, people showed less sympathy.

People could destroy beautiful things. Naturally, I hid everything.