A little hope is effective. A lot of hope is dangerous. A spark is fine, as long as it’s contained. So…? So, c o n t a i n it.
i hate it when my “friends” just dismiss something i’m really passionate about like “oh you’re talking about that again” like shut up don’t ruin this for me do you know how many times i’ve pretended to care or even genuinely tried to get interested in what you like????? the least you could do is fake it rather than making me feel like a burden
“I was a weirdo (as a teenager). I wasn’t picked on or anything. And I wasn’t smarter than other kids; that’s not why I didn’t fit in. I’ve always just had this weird anxiety. I hated recess. I didn’t like field trips. Parties really stressed me out. And I had a very different sense of humor.”