“you shouldn’t be depressed, people have it worse than you”
finally, after years of searching, the person with the worst life ever is found. formally, they are granted permission to be sad. but only them. only they have earned it. no sads for anyone else at all ever
one time in college i had this guy friend and we were pretty close and i’d vent to him and maybe twice or so i’d be like “oh i’m having my time of the month it sucks” and eventually during certain times of the month he’d start texting me extra nice messages and that’s when i realized he memorized my period schedule
if this story doesn’t end in them getting married I don’t know why the world even exists.