What the fuck is wrong with me?

I've got problems.
I don't have time for these problems. What childish ones, too.

Sigh.
Insecurities, unfounded worries, redundant burdens that i dream up of to make myself feel worse.

I really really want to blame society and it's superhuman expectations. The media, stereotypes, hollywood, what's good, what's hot and why anything that deviates shall perish under the weight of ideal unachievable plastic selfish goals we fake to make ourselves better people.

But i'm the dumbass for letting mainstream get to me.