Bloganuary 30
What do you complain about the most?
Pain.
But honestly, there’s no point. When you live your life in this much pain it just becomes meaningless to anyone who might listen to your complaints. Even the people who love me dismiss it, and with that they are dismissing me, even if it’s by accident. “How are you feeling? I mean, aside from the usual.” Even Barbarian Scientist doesn’t have the capacity to care about the daily ins and outs of how uncomfortable it is to exist in a body that is actually trying to kill itself. I kind of get it. Nobody likes to feel helpless, so we often dismiss those things that prove our lack of power. I don’t get to do that, though. Not with this.
