Right now, I'm feeling very angry towards the world. I've had numerous struggles due to my OCD, and nobody even considered that. They all thought I was "annoying" or "weird" or things like that, and a lot of my friends left me.

I usually put on a very polite, "people-friendly" facade because I realize that that's all I have in the world. I'm not too smart, I am not athletically gifted, and I struggle with relationships.

I don't think we're unhappy because we're selfish. I think we're unhappy because we have the right to be unhappy, and angry, and cynical, and bitter and all that.