A simple question
You
know
I
find
that
I
have
little
or
no
patience
for
other
people's
problems
now.
I
know
this
sounds
cold
and
part
of
me
feels
bad
about
that.
The
other
part
looks
at
their
problems
and
says
"you
have
no
idea
what
a
real
problem
is
and
I
hope
you
never
do."
I
understand
that
people's
problems
are
important
to
them
and
in
that
respect
should
be
important
to
the
people
around
you.
But
I
find
it
hard
to
say
"I
bought
razor
blades
and
had
a
plan,"
and
you
continue
to
talk
about
how
horrible
your
job
is
and
how
you
are
misstreated
and
how
you
should
quit.
I
aslo
find
it
hard
to
sit
there
and
watch
everyone
hug
you
and
fawn
over
your
pain
as
I
sit
there
on
the
edge
of
pain
and
panic.
My
greatest
problem
here
is
that
I
try
to
figure
people
out
and
why
they
can
be
the
way
they
are.
Then
I
realize
the
real
answer
to
this
qeustion
is
people
are
self
involved
little
idiots
and
the
ones
that
genuinly
care
are
few
and
far
between.
I
have
a
few
of
them
in
my
life.
Well
I
have
three
of
them
in
my
life.
One
is
my
mother,
a
girl
from
Detroit
whom
I
met
on
this
website,
and
a
girl
from
the
hospital
I
was
at.
Two
people
who
have
known
me
a
shorter
amount
of
time
then
my
friends
and
still
find
the
time
to
ask
how
I'm
doing.
I
don't
ask
they
understand
or
even
listen
to
me
but
just
asking
that
question
means
more
to
me
then
anyone
will
ever
know. Please
understand
I
am
not
suicidal
and
I
don't
want
to
end
it
but
there
are
moments
all
be
them
brief
when
the
world
seems
as
if
I
could
just
dissapear
without
anyone
knowing.
I
have
less
of
those
moments
as
the
days
go
on
but
still
have
them
when
my
friends
whom
say
they
love
me
talk
at
me
about
how
their
world
is
falling
apart
and
they
are
so
stressed.
When
you
talk
at
me
I
have
to
wonder
if
you
even
see
the
pain
and
if
you
do
see
it
why
you
don't
ask
a
simple
question
"are
you
ok?"
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