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The word "sad" is such an ambiguous word. Its lead me to believe that when somebody announces that they are sad, the situation is trivial. Just an assumption made at first, I guess. However, when they mention that they are frustrated, we pay closer attention to their feelings. Because its more specific. Why can't everything be sort of specific? Sad is such a concrete word. Its the producer and its the product. The sender and the receiver. Self-explanatory yet abstract. An oxymoron.  How can can it be so concrete but at the same time not? I think about the word "sad" and I relate it to reality, how can I not? An inconvenient truth is the role

dear someone, i know you probably don't care. i know you're probably busy watching tv or dealing with your own problems, or maybe you're busy laughing and chasing butterflies. maybe you spend afternoons in the grass, smelling the sun and tasting life. maybe you don't have time to worry about me. but i'm going to pretend you care. i just want someone to hear me, honestly. i don't expect you to understand or care or even listen. i'm just hoping that you will. dear someone, i guess i should start by telling you that i wish i didn't have to live anymore. free time is spent wondering if there's any way i could possibly suffocate myself. i