I find myself hating people too often.

I just watched Ben Breedlove’s video on Youtube.

I wish more than anything I had met him before he died.

If I mention one of my heart problems, most people try to change the subject or make jokes out of it.

Can’t people for once just let me vent?

Can’t they for once respect there damn bodies?

Me and him have bodies that are so effed up.

And people takes theirs for granted every effin day.

And act likes it’s no big deal.

If you’re gonna screw up your body, don’t do it in front on me.

You don’t know what it’s like to flatline.

It is the worst feeling in the world.

When he described that bright light.

I knew exactly what he was talking about.

Everything.

I try to laugh off my own condition when my friends do.

But it’s hard to forget that it scares me.

And I wish more than anyone else that I didn’t go to the doctors all the time.

Or I could go to concerts and not worrying about dying.

And I hate when people act like it’s no big deal for me to be around them incapacitated.

Do they not realize my life at any moment can be in their hands?

People are so naive and ignorant.

I hate them.

If you’re around me, DO NOT BRAG ABOUT:

- Your drinking habits.

- Your drug abuse.

- Your smoking.

- Your sex life.

You effing destroys your bodies and you expect me to be proud of you?

No, I am SO disappointed in you.