discontent.

I love how I can be cranky about virtually anything, really. That's such a great talent to have...not.

I feel like I'm justified in this though.
It amazes how much people take others for granted. One day I'm practically dying, and you know...NEWSFLASH. That shock and fear does not wear off. I know this is selfish, but I thought after that whole almost dying thing people would maybe respect you more, not take you for granted...or hey even remember you're still there.
Instead I get like a few minutes of "Ah I'm so happy you're still alive" and then just over the fact that I was almost dead! Why do people have to be so "oh yeah...but I just don't want to spend time with you anyway"

I know this is all extremely selfish, and I really need to work on that, but I'm frustrated and I can't help it. Maybe I just wish I got over everything as fast as others can.