They say I saved a life yesterday. For about 6 hours I felt meaningful, like my disgusting existence on this world was justified. Then the feeling crashed hard. i happened to drop a glass and it shattered  on the kitchen floor. And just like that I woke up, like I’ve done every day of my life, realizing that the few pitiful hours of artificial rest from the horror of life were just that: a few pitiful hours of artificial rest.
well maybe my “heroic deed” yesterday was my grand contribution to the world. Or maybe it and the life I saved are just as meaningless as my own. Either way, I’m getting out of this hell if it kills me. And that’s exactly what it’ll take.
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That’s a shame. World needs more heros
Please don’t go just yet. We need good people in the world. Can I ask how you were able to save a life? You’re a hero for saving someone’s life. Thank you.