I just wonder...
Why is life a contest.
Why do people compare their cards to see who has the worst draw.
Why is it neccessary.
Is it to gain pity and a sympathetic ear.
To hear ourselves talk and wallow in self-loathing?
What do you win when everyone around you affirms that your life is the suckiest of suck.
Does it immediately negate your current life and turn it positive then?
I don't understand.
What is this mechanism?
How is it productive.
How does having a tragic life make you better than everyone else.
It feels so
...trivial. and useless.
Why do people compare their cards to see who has the worst draw.
Why is it neccessary.
Is it to gain pity and a sympathetic ear.
To hear ourselves talk and wallow in self-loathing?
What do you win when everyone around you affirms that your life is the suckiest of suck.
Does it immediately negate your current life and turn it positive then?
I don't understand.
What is this mechanism?
How is it productive.
How does having a tragic life make you better than everyone else.
It feels so
...trivial. and useless.