I don't know why, but sometimes, I feel like I'm pitted. I don't want to be. 

I feel like I'm only friends with others, is because they feel bad for me. Well they shouldn't. 

I don't need or deserve comfort. 

I deserve to push through the pain myself. 

With others help, I'm weak.

I don't want to be weak. I want to be strong. 

But I'm not.