I hate worrying about so many fucking things that don't even matter .
I hate how sometimes I don't even know WHAT's making me so worried.
I hate being so unproductive because I worry too much.
and then
I hate how incompetent I am at so many fucking things.
I hate knowing that I can actually change the way I live my life right now but still not doing anything about it.
I hate being such a disappointment.
I hate feeling so trapped in my fucking life.
I hate knowing that there are so many people out there who have it way worse than I do and are still so positive about things.
I hate knowing that I don't deserve to worry.
I hate knowing that I'm still somehow privileged.
I hate that despite knowing that, I still fucking worry.
I hate it.
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