Day by day, I wander aimlessly through life, having no purpose.  There’s no one who cares and no one I even care about.  Every day seems to be worse than the last, too. I feel myself slipping and I don’t think I can make it much longer.  The fight in me is almost gone, and I don’t know how to get it back.  In fact, I don’t think I care if it ever comes back. I should be asking for help, but I don’t even care about asking for it anymore. What should I do? I think I’ll just ride it all the way to the inevitable end…which I think is getting closer every day…
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i wish i couldn’t care about anything, but it just wont let me
I wish that I did care. I might be able to pull myself out of this and do something about it. I hope you use your own ability to care to pull your self out of whatever state you’re in.
Life can take the energy out of you sometimes… From reading your post, it seems that you’ve been struggling for a bit. You mentioned that you should be asking for help and then asked what you should do. I think you gave yourself some good strategy. I’d ask for help. There is nothing wrong with that… and it could help you move forward. Something inside you brought you here today… and that same something can help you push through this.
The help I’ve already sought wasn’t much help. The doctor gave me pills, which worked for a while, but which made me feel even worse, after a time. He really didn’t act like he cared whether I came to his office or not, either (I had 3 appointments with him, total). I’ve dragged this out long enough…I just need to see things through on my own. The suffering is becoming too much to bear anymore. Thanks for caring though.
You fail to clarify precisely what it is you do not care about.