2 AM weeps is occurring too often.

I am never having children and I am never going to have friends.
I hear hurtful comments said to me and I can't muster the courage to say anything, and I do the same to other people. I discourage them and break them down, and it's just this shitty cycle.

This ties back to an earlier post, how everything feels like a routine without much of a break.

Literally nothing feels like it matters, on a bigger scale.

I wonder if part of the problem lies with me. That I'm so insecure and care what fuckers think that I can't even own up to my flaws and weaknesses. That my skin is too thin now and I'm easily offended. I'm so angry. Internally angry.