All I’ve been doing, for nearly twenty years, feels like it’s amounting to nothing. I feel like If I were to die tonight, I’d have lived life to the fullest. I’ll be 34 on Yule; I’m still pretty young as considered by some, but it’s like I have nothing else to experience, other than the things I’ve been doing for the past two decades since my emancipation. Does anyone else have this feeling?
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I am with you on this one. 34 years old and no reason to go on. Done everything I can imagine I would like to do. I got told that’s depression, cause I do not care if I would drop dead right now.