Doesn't take away the part where it's still a disappointment.
Doesn't make it any easier.
Was always lying to my classmates how I got a toy so cool I wasn't even allowed to bring it because of how expensive it was.

Bwah bwah fucking rubbish life of mine

I'm a bit scared of my birthdays now. That little kid inside me is still crying silently, all curled up and hugging himself because he was so brave and said oh no thank you I want nothing.

It's much better to not be surprised by the disappointment.

Other kids were always saying how they got money or toys and I never got any money at all because it all just got taken. I've never received anything really.

I have no desire to educate anyone on anything. I have no desire to be near those people. And yet I am right there.

Fuck.

It's impossible to balance being queer and living your life as you want if you decide to tell people you're queer. It's fucking impossible.

Fucking tired of existing and then some moron goes "of course you can just do it"

NO. NO, I'M ABOUT TO STEP INTO THE PERLY GATES IF I HEAR ANOTHER FUCKING "WELL I DUNNO HOW TO DO IT"

ME FUCKING NEITHER. TRY HARDER.