Having complex ptsd really fucking sucks.
I feel like all I'm here to do is inform everyone of the smallest details of life. What time is it. When does it open. Do I fucking work here? I'm your tiny mind information slave?
I've got much bigger ideas bubbling up in this brain. But I can't get anyone to listen to those.
Just pretend I'm new here. If you see someone lining up for food, just shut the fuck up and get in line. LEAVE ME THE FUCK ALONE! I am not here to spit out receipt sized doses of information for you every fucking day of my life, just to be stuck in this 'never getting paid/hating every dollar' invisible disaster of a life! Fuck off already!
All I've ever truly wanted in this life was to be left the fuck alone. It's not my fault seven billion morons got here first.
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