I never sit around feeling bad for myself. I get sad or frustrated or angry like normal human beings, but I don’t “woe is me” too often or too long. Someone is always worse off. The only thing that truly bothers me is abandonment…losing someone I care about physically, emotionally…I don’t take it well, being left. When people die, that pain and abandonment is self explanatory. It’s the ones here who purposely give up on you because it’s not easy being in my life. It hurts my soul. I need to find peace within myself when this happens because…it really messes with me. I can’t live with reminders of inadequacy.