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Life is hard and I wish my loved ones could see past my happy-go-lucky mask. It's been a long (over a decade) struggle with anxiety, low self esteem, depression and what not. Not suicidal anymore but I'm just indifferent about life now. It just seems like everyone has got everything all figured out, they always know what to do when and how but I don't. They say my ideologies don't reflect my age, I'm too small looking, I don't wear nice stuff. Do I try? Yes. But somehow it's never good enough. This is probably all cryptic but it feels a bit nice to have this out here than in my notepad.