I grew up feeling this way. Still feel this way many days, but my depression cannot keep me down. I fight every. I wish for things to be easy, to be strong, and sometimes it's impossible. Sometimes I just can't.
Dog - why can't we be friends? Cat- because, you are a dog, covered in fleas and you pee on everything and lick everything. Do you understand? Dog- no! Cat- I'm clean- your dog! Scout loves cats but they never want to play