i think im afraid of understanding myself and knowing where im coming from because im afraid ill be making excuses for them. but dont we always make excuses for the people we love and care about? dont we always think the best of them?

bro is literally trying their best like 90% of the time and im giving them the energy of an overtired strict parent frustratedly teaching math to a neurodivergent child at the kitchen table.

"do you spend for it" not really "so what do you get out of it" i . idk LMAO i just like journaling and people liking journaling makes me happy

i organized an event where people could get together for free and hang out. and she was like "what do you even get out of it" i cannot tell my mom i just love journaling that much actually