… I’ve come to realize there is nothing. Really. Nothing.
There is no “signifigant other.” Just a bunch of guys who are after one thing.
There is no sanity. It’s worry after worry after worry.
No peace.
There are days that turn into nights into day. Nothing in between.
I want off this rock.
I’ve failed miserably at everything I’ve touched.
I’ve fucked it all up.
all of it nothing matters no one gives a shit work is all i do used is all i get
tired
2 comments
Hi,
I hear depression speaking through you. Like – it is impossible to f*ck everything, to let down everybody etc. Worry after worry sound like part of that too. You could worry yourself to death before, but you didnt. Other people also may worry less even they are not in ideal life conditions.
Maybe what you sense as nothing, is lack of common rewarding feelings accompaining common things we do. Without that life feels terrible even if nothing really wrong is happening.
It can be part of life crisis that turned into depression. Please, if possible, check it with some doctor, preferably psychiatrist.
Wish you the best, Hugo
sorry, but you’re wrong. I care! I dunno what is going wrong, but what ever it is, it’ll become better in the end……