went fairly well. Got some stuff done, picked up my medications. Finally feeling like some progress is being made… but this fucking loneliness just eats away like cancer. It’s unbearable how empty I am inside and how much I wish this was all just a bad dream and it would just finally be over. Maybe there really is nothing great that’s going to happen in my future and maybe one day I will grow the balls to finally off myself but in the meantime I survive in this void, and this abyss is my home for now… peace.