2:07am

It's very late and I really don't need to be blogging, but I can't go complain to my tumblr at the moment so I'm here instead.
Usually my tumblr is filled with any/all of my thoughts even if they're personal, but it's not exactly like these are my thoughts. I'm upset because I think I'm failing nutrition, I never get enough sleep, I'm constantly annoyed by dad and louise, and my job is pretty boring. But all of these things are almost nothing compared to the shit other people have to go through constantly.
Today I had a nice dinner with most of my family, and I played video games and watched Doctor Who and just felt content.
But then I read my best friend's post on tumblr, and I feel like I should say something, but I don't know what. And I want to help, and I look at everyone I know on facebook happily caring about stupid things, and I think they're so ignorant because they don't understand what life is like when it is actually hard. They think the worst thing that can ever happen is that they got their phone taken away for a week when they were 12 or something. And this all sounds hypocritical because my life is rarely too difficult; I'm generally a very happy person. But the fact that my best friend is having such a difficult time and I didn't even notice or ask kills me. There's so much going on that I'm not even aware of and I don't know what to do.
I guess for now I'll settle with going to sleep.