Sometimes, people just don't know why they are upset; or even they forget why. They just know they are.I always felt like something was missing from me, like everyone else has *it* but I was overlooked. I never understood what it was, what was missing? Why couldn't I be like everyone else? Why can't I function like everyone else.Then, a handful of years ago, I found out what it is: I was born with only one ovary and the tube that its supposed to go through is crushed. My estrogen levels are low because of it and for a lot of my life, I never felt like a real female. It also didn't help the fact that my mom told me most of my life that only whore wear make up, dresses/skirts, and high heels. She ensured that I knew she felt that I was fat. Every chance she could bring it up. You.Are.Fat.That's what I heard most of my life.Regardless, I still love her. And when she was passing; I told her thank you for being my mom. I understand English wasn't her first language and she was a lot better than her own parents so I give her credit for being less of an asshat than her parents were to her.So that's why I was never happy - I'm not truly content even now at 34 but I am trying. Just as we all are.I do recommend speaking to someone about how you're feeling though. Whether its here or an actual professional. An outlet of some sort is good too - as long as it doesn't break the law of course! Doesn't have to be art; it could be sports. As long as it makes you feel accomplished and focused.