trivial
Having just read my sister's journal, I realized that I worry about mostly trivial things. About my best friend being mad at me. About not being able to buy christmas presents for the people I care about. About not being able to hang out with friends. But I as I think about it, maybe that's how I stay sane. If I don't think about all the bigger problems in the world that aren't just about me and my life, I save myself from depression and insanity. I realize it's very self centered and selfish, but I don't know how else to exist and have some semblance of a normal life. I would love to care about everything and devote myself to wonderful causes, but I can't ever do enough to make some wrongs right, and that would drive me crazy. Call me what you will.