the other day I volunteered to help register people to vote , but I was nt feelinldg it . I feel very lost , in that , when I was in the funk , I felt a sense of belonging . I felt like sometimes my shoulder existed for the sole purpose of my true friends tears . I felt as though my twisted and warped sense of humor was cast in the thought of the people that I belong with .

Question: Why is the narrator not happy about their experience with voting ?
Answer: None of the above choices .They have issues with anxiety .They have issues with democracy .They have issues with the government .