misanthrope and yet utterly benevolent

maybe they're right about me being unstable; i can't get through the day without feeling too much if not enough, ruin everything nice just because i'm sick of living the same cycle over and over, and develop cynicism only to play with other people's views. to put it another way, i'm not fine. but i'm still hanging on, and i suppose that's all that matters. fuck moving on and healing. that thing is only effective for the time being because at the end of the day, everyone was still in pain. when faced with a terrible scenario such as grief, i have learned to survive the hard way. you can cry if you want, but understand that it will exhaust you more than it will help. so, rather than asking why, do something that will put you in charge of because. life is far too short to waste time on mediocre pursuits.