My life isn’t miserable enough to be actually bragging about it. There people who are way less blessed.

Anyways, I’m starting to lose it. Every year I get a new disease. Allergies, physical or mental problems. I’m allergic to many things which is why I mostly feel sick half of the year. I can’t sleep at night, I can’t go out, I can’t escape this cycle. A broken arm which gladly grow back together but still click(?), no flexibility, hurting joints, not being able to breath more than 50% of what I could be capable if everything would have went the right way. This list goes on and on and on. In retrospect I wonder why I still keep going.