I walk around in pain mentally and physically but don't give in distract myself with work and helping other. Some are blessed with more and miserable that doesn't make sense.
I don't have the energy to argue because I didn't do anything open to talk but what's frustrating is people say things are okay but talk about everyone. Getting older makes you care less someone always hates you or mad.
People try to change others and never themselves. Quick to hate you because your happy with you got. I've learned you can't do it all or have it all right away. Work for it and go hard. Growing up poor I'm not grandfathered in or handed anything because of my name and who I know.
My work speaks for itself and people will know your work or your bad behavior. Trust is earned not given. Work gets you the respect from peers.