Asthma sucks but at least I have a taco.

I’m in a very strange point in my life where I’m actually contemplating setting myself on fire. I can already hear you now. “Who the hell starts a conversation like that?!” Well buddy guess what? You have absolutely no say in this as you’re already tied to this chair and your mouth is taped shut. Anywhooooo…. Existence is a bitch dude. I mean this in the most literal way possible, but I digress. Did you know that there is a belief that respiratory issues mean that the person who has them doesn't feel like they are worthy enough to breathe the air they breathe. I was told this recently, funny enough that’s how I’ve felt a large chunk of my life. The majority of my life I have not felt like I belonged here. Your face isn’t right, your skins not right, your body isn’t right…. Nothing about you… seems to be right. Anyway here’s an inhaler it’s not going to actually work or anything… none of these meds are going to work 🤡 . You better find a way to love yourself. 🪞