"Oh, woe is me."i'm sick and tired of your whining and crying...
- "no one understands me"
- "everyone hates me"
- "the world is against me"
- "i'm all alone in this world"
oh, shut up... just shut up!... guess what, we do understand you... and even though we do, we still don't hate you... and the world; it's completely indifferent to you... as for being alone, yeah, just like the rest of us... deal with it; we do. (and look how well adjusted we are!)
you're a unique little snowflake... in a blizzard... get used to it... no one promised life was easy... and if all you're going to do is sit around and complain about it, it won't get any easier...
but, if you insist on feeling sorry for yourself, write it down in your diary... write little haiku's about yourself... how you feel... pull it out on rainy afternoons and read it, as if it were someone else's journal, so you can feel like someone understands the complexity of "you" and how "special" you really are... but just keep it yourself... we've got our own problems... and they probably don't involve you at all! (oh, the horror!)
and if, while you're reading this, and you for even one second think this might be about you, you're right... it is...
"Thank you for calling the psychiatric help line.
For megalomania, press #1.
For paranoia, our agents are already on their way to where you are.
For obsessive compulsive disorder, press 333333333333333333333333333333..."