I just want you to know that sometimes you are going to have nights where you sit in your bed and you fucking cry and want to smash a window and scream because no one is on your side and shit is so fucked up and you just want to give up. Have your moment, run down the street, journal 5 pages and then go outside and throw it in a bonfire, kick the shit out of the tree in the back yard or go scream at the pool and tell it to go fuck itself. (Apologize after tho cause that fucking tree didn’t do shit to you; calm down bruh)
It’s okay to have a moment where everything is fucked up. Try your best not to take it out on others, don’t hurt yourself, express that frustration, that anger, that sadness in a healthy way.
Just don’t go off and kill yourself. You’d be shocked how much better you feel after screaming at a tree and getting yourself a good meal.