Selfish

The world is an awful place
The world is a beautiful place

Literally I want to travel the world and see all of its wonders, although I also want to stay in my little bubble and bring my child with me in said bubble

I feel I have no right to complain when I can openly walk down the streets, in shorts, of my suburban neighbor towing my kid in his wagon while he munches on over priced veggie chips and is fully clothed. I also will have a huge bottle of water that I easily obtained from my sink. I think to myself Jessica how can u be so depressed, angry, and wanting more when I already have what some people pray for every night.

This in turn spirals me to become more mad at myself for being ungrateful for my relatively easy life and mundane first world problems, like the trash collectors never coming on time. They always seem to come right when he's napping.

I feel everything for people in third world countries. I watched a movie called Lion the other day. The first 30 minutes and I had to cut it off. Some of the scenes of the kids broke my heart. I was crying and couldn't stomach the thought of someone hurting an innocent child who has no say in what they are born into.
I feel so selfish about my problems when I know people would beg to trade me their problems.