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I have no right, NO right to complain. Cassie's sister has cancerous cells in her ears, someone got stabbed at Cooper the other day, and tomorrow a shooting is planned at Jen's high school. A million atrocities, every hour, every day, everywhere.

My life is peaches and cream in comparison. I have no right to be sad.

So suck it up, McMillen, and stop mourning your passivity. If you're spineless, it's your own damn fault.

Stop worrying.