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Really hoping I stop having stupid random bouts of angst soon. I'd rather be productive, not thinking about how the bourgeoisie is oppressing fellow comrades like myself :/

For real though, I just hate how it seems I gotta be so much more serious when I type because you can't convey your tone of voice through written words. I hate being serious.

The fact that you've even recognized something about yourself that you want to change puts you ahead of a lot of people (young or otherwise), and the fact that you're actually trying to change it leaves many more in the dust.

I've got my own issues, of course; there's always something that I can do better or do more or do less. Nobody's perfect. My goal is to be the best version of me I can be... Though it's a goal I'll hopefully never truly reach.

Lol yeah. I would try to be the best me I could be, but literally no one (and when I say literally, I actually do mean it, including my whole family and all my friends) would like me. I wouldn't even like myself.

I'm not gonna pretend I have it the worst or anything, but I just feel I used to be more useful and happy. :/ fuck phases.