a goldfish in a shark tank

I may have accidentally made a new enemy

I never feel more alone then when I’m surrounded by people who don’t respect me. It’s like being a goldfish in a shark tank. Just like many people, I carry this unhealthy desire to make everyone like me. It’s a fools errand -like trying to catch a cloud in a net.

I have wasted a good chunk of my life chasing acceptance from folks who won’t ever give m…