What’s the point?
At the end of life, at the end of everything, it doesn’t matter what I’ve done or what I have or have not accomplished in my life. In the end it doesn’t matter. Nobody will care. Nobody will remember me 100 years from now. Nobody will know my name. Nobody will notice. Why am I trying? I so desperately wanted to leave an eternal legacy of my existence, but I have found out that even that probably isn’t possible. Why can’t I force myself to just give up already? I’m sick and tired of the way everything is. I hate the world. I hate my life. Why do I continue breathing even though I have lost my purpose. I don’t know why I bother doing anything, it’s not like something is going to change anytime soon. I just need to give up already…
I’m sorry… I’m not your hero anymore.
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nothing changes over night, takes effort and time, have patience.