realization #1 in my everyday struggles

I realized that in this world, no one will really get you (and by ‘you’, meaning ‘me’). Your parents, sister, brothers, boyfriend, best friend - no one will really get why you’re worrying about the meeting and presentation you’re preparing for at work, about the food that you’re looking forward to eat today (because food is the only thing that currently makes you happy), that you’re constantly gaining weight and it affects your mental health because seeing yourself with excess fats makes you hate yourself every time you look in the mirror - none of these matters to them. They have their own problems and worries that consume their energy. And that’s fine - the problem is, you’re so empathetic when they tell you their problems, you can’t help but feel what they feel and take it as if they are yours. It sucks because you wish they would reciprocate but no, they won’t and you’re left disappointed. It makes you think that you are your only person you can rely on in this world. That’s why you need to be your own best friend, but it starts by actually loving yourself and listening to yourself which is fucking hard because you are also your worst enemy.