I've been feeling like this for months now, and I can't stop thinking about it.
I feel like a little spoiled brat. I could buy myself any dumb toy if I wanted to. I feel so soft and weak, nothing bad has happened to me in my entire life, like, nothing. If I could choose right now between being rich or poor I'd choose poor because I keep getting the feeling that I'm throwing away money for useless stuff, living in a nice little family and everything is fine and okay. I feel like I need to toughen up, but I can't.
The only way to make me feel less depressed is when I fight at my school for money or sell cigarettes, but the thing is that I don't need money because I can easily ask my dad for some.
It makes me so angry every time I see my parents smiling or when they buy something expensive and useless.
It's like I choose the thug life, but the thug life didnt choose me.
Please help me.