I live with a condition for almost ten years now. It's not physical and I'm not going to die of it.
The thing is, why people tend to look down on you because of it? I can't function like everybody else but I got all sorts of demands.
I had a lot of "friends" and they're all gone now. No one could take my idiosyncrasies and just defected.
The question I put before you is: why do I have to be a friend when my so called friends are not? I won't and if you don't respect me or my illness, well... FUCK OFF!
PS: Rodin's Gate of Hell
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