I think about you on Saturdays when the world seems calm.
It isn’t your fault that someone hit their toe with your table, it isn’t your fault the train is taking too long to arrive, and it definitely isn’t your fault if the office clock broke. People tend to apologize for things that are far beyond their control.
People need to realize that once you stop hurting, you stop being human.
Why is it that no matter how hard I try and try and try, nothing ever seems to work for me? Why is it that whatever I do, I feel like I will never be enough?