Jeff gets a toothache, I freak out and almost start crying. My mom hurts her finger, (ruptured a blood vessel she thinks) and I ask a bunch of questions and worry. Oscar sneezes some and his nose feels dry a couple times, I look up stuff online, worried that something is seriously wrong.

I would ask what is wrong with me but I already know. I'm a fucking paranoid idiot. I hate myself sometimes. Sometiems I think everyone would be better off if I never existed.