The reaper beckons again… and this time I will surrender. I have been living on borrowed time. I was reading through my previous posts and I realized that I should have done this a long time ago. My struggles have only gotten worse with each year and now it’s come to a point where I don’t really see any future for me. Over the past 5 years, I learned to deal with my depression and anxiety. I can confidently say that I am no longer depressed, but I also don’t see the point in life. Despite the issues I had in the past, I have been ‘successful’ in many aspects of my life. It has made me realize that things can get better, but they can also get worse. There will always be these ups and downs in life. The question that remains unanswered is why do we put ourselves through it all? Why do we try so hard to make something of ourselves? Success is like chasing a mirage. Once you get to that point, there is nothing there for you. Then you run in the direction of the next mirage. You keep doing this until you’re too old and tired to keep doing it and then you die. Why not skip the struggle altogether?
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I’m wondering the same thing. What’s the point?
Touché…