Not a good day..

What people say hurts me more than what they do, it always has been like this for me. I guess I am too sensitive and it just makes me wanna crawl somewhere and just cry. The world is tough, filled with mean people that are jealous and want to hit you while you are down, and, most of the times, they do get me, punch after punch, they make me feel like I don't want to live anymore. Life hasn't shown me too many moments that would make me explode with joy, and some say you just need to go out and live your life, well, I wish things were as easy as they say. Most often anxiety takes over and it makes me feel like people are looking at me, even if they aren't, as if I am a clown at the circus, where everyone stares and gossips. Sometimes is too much, it's like my brain is telling me, you need to act normal and get out of crowd, because everyone looks at you. I hate that feeling and that's why I don't go out at all, I am safer at home in my own environment, no one (or almost no one) can hurt me here.