Waking up knowing that not a single person cares about your opinions. That everything that comes out of your mouth has to be a joke for it to be taken to consideration. Knowing not a single person understands that you’re more than comic relief. Knowing people don’t understand you’re more than a two dimensional character in the anime of their life. Knowing you can go your whole life trying to do something worthwhile and helpful, and then when you die the only thing people will remember about you is one random joke you said in the middle of Algebra II. Knowing that unless you’re trying to give someone a bad name that you