Out of everything I’ve given up, I guess the only superstition I kept really does seem to hold true. It’s completely absurd really, but I feel completely crushed right now and it somehow makes me feel comforted to know that it was my fault, that it was my misdeed.
I suppose at times I’m happy with having someone to blame than just accepting it as a random event that happened. I would feel upset either way.
Ah this is a load of bullshit.
EDIT: I realised that if I really try, I can make my worries go away. If I can do it, so can everyone else. I have no idea how people can carry life-long grudges. They can just breathe in and out and forget they were upset. Or am I an idiot?
