I keep waking up sad, it’s more than the usual general unhappiness. It’s almost a frantic sadness if that makes sense. And it’s not about anything that I can identify. I’m just so sad, so alone. So very alone that I cannot describe the isolation of my soul.
Do souls even exist? That would be nice, but unlikely. I am so alone, I wish I was okay and happy, I wish I could connect with someone but I can’t. I don’t think I was wired to connect with another human on a level that would make me happy. I don’t know what’s wrong with me.
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I’m so empty.
I still hate myself
you’re just pointless