Day 47 23 March 2022

 Damn it's been more than 2 months since the last diary
Anyways A few good things have happened
to match them I have to remember or trigger the
Imminent bad things to happen to humble myself
Whenever I feel loved or actually liked by others
I Immediately rush to the greater bad side to
remind myself of my size and of who I am

For instance talking to people that don't like me
or even adding them so the Smaller good occassions
or the few people that actually treat me fine won't
carry me away from reality

Maybe It's just something I have to deal with
Just like how some people deal with certain disorders
or disabilities they have
I have to deal with a colossal amount of social rejection
and possibly hatred.

Introduction

 Greetings, I'll start writing my diary here because writing it by myself Isn't really satisfying and it doesn't satiate me, I want anyone to know about the literal ocean of misery pain and shit I'm going through with the few grams of happiness or tranquility scattered all over it and The amount of vicissitudes that I have to deal with everyday, I believe this would Improve this coping mechanism that I'm using to calm myself down during my every painful waking hour.