Comparable

It’s crazy to me that I get compared to two terrible people and then those same two people get compared a lot too. I’m not gonna blather on about what makes those other two people terrible but being compared like that only makes me think of how terrible I must’ve been since childhood and that I’ve been no good since. The urge to find a rock to crawl under and disappear for everyone else’s sake grows stronger and my mind only blocks out those thoughts with music I love listening to. The cycle is vicious and I understand more why people who are mentally stable start to spiral.

What do you think?

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