It’s not you. I don’t wanna blame you for these things. It can be the people around you. Do you feel the staring? The sounds? The laughter? Do you ever feel it’s directed for you? It can be you, you can feel uncomfortable in your own skin. You feel like the life around you is a jungle and if you can’t escape it, a tiger will eventually kill you. There’s people who care, not everyone’s a tiger.