I Spent 15 Mins Making This Rather Than Writing

i spent 15 mins making this rather than writing

I’ve recently come to the conclusion that Dabi’s backstory speaks to those of us older siblings that were asked only the best by our parents, those of us who were told that we should be better than them, those of us that were supposed to be excellent in order to set an example for our younger siblings, and started hurting ourselves in the pursue of that but then our parents just suddenly stopped asking the best of us yet we had already burned in ourselves their expectations but when they stopped pushing us it felt as if they abandoned us and so we kept pushing ourselves even more in hopes to regain that praise or approval we once had that we misinterpreted as love and then we became bitter towards our siblings because they seemed so put-together, so effortless and yet they get that same praise we practically beat ourselves in order to get

Does it make sense? Can anyone else relate or is it just me?

“I don’t have a problem” I say to myself as I read fanfiction instead of studying for my last midterm

With all this Hunger Games renaissance, this came to mind and I cannot brush it off

Hopefully I’ll manage to properly write this one out

And if you gaze long enough into an abyss, the abyss will gaze back into you. // insp.