God, I don’t know guys. I’m finding it harder and harder to find reasons to live.
I know this contradicts my previous comments but damn, I just feel like giving up. It’s really just a matter of pure heartbreak No matter what I do, I just can’t see any reason to live life with the amount of grief I’m in and how awful it is to get through each day.
Not only does it feel like my life is over, but it honestly feels like it never even begun. I’m just this weird blob cursed by the universe.
I don’t want to die, but there’s no reason to live like this either. Ideally I want this have never happened but unless this is all some crazy fever dream that I’ll wake up from, then that’s not gonna happen.
I don’t know guys. This isn’t life. I’m open to advice but really I’m also just opening up because few other people know the meaninglessness of this condition.
Peace.