TW Children don’t have problems right?

I’m sorry if some of you get offended or triggered.

Mental health is at an ultimate low right now. Children, precious babies are living in constant fear when they should be happy. Society is getting harsher and is crushing us like cockroaches.

Children are not taken seriously, and don’t come at me with the “I take my child plenty seriously stuff” no. As a whole we are seen as immature and over dramatic. If you can’t support your kid over something minor they will never come to you over major. It’s a fact. When your problems are demeaned and get treated as minuscule you don’t feel good. You as parents need to be there for your babies, be open minded to them and what they say. If you look down on them and what upsets them, they will only get worse only they won’t come back to you for support.

Violence, people will snap. Society is glaring at you. Constantly judging and criticizing you. The rich get richer and more privileged and the working class only gets pushed around and loses opportunities by the day. Creative outlets are being snatched away and we are being shaped and molded into robots.

Children live in a world where all their worth is in one little freaking letter, where they can get yelled at and ridiculed over an A, B, C, D, or F. When school is running low on funding they look right at the arts programs and cut them apart. Because who needs an outlet or something that could actually help their mentality and thinking abilities?

We get greedy corrupt politicians gambling with our lives and futures in hopes of winning and lining their pockets. We can’t do a thing about it. Because we are just children, all we think about is trains and rainbows and making our parents happy.

We want to have good grades at the expense of our sanity.

We want to be socially accepted after cutting out all sense of creativity.

We want to walk down the street without living in fear because adults are afraid to make good change and prefer to bet our lives so they can keep the materialistic things in life.

We confine our worth in contradictory statements.

We are children so why do some of us commit suicide for no reason after they had such a good life? After they were fed and given a nice house to live under. They have parents who don’t beat them? What else could be the problem?