I think I’m done with life (I’ll still be here though, reasons…)
Like, I’m just fed up with it. I don’t enjoy anything. I only pretend to. Well that’s not entirely true, but I don’t enjoy anything substantial. I like some music for example, but this won’t make me like life lol.
No interests, no hobbies, not interested, pointless.
Nothing
Nothing
Nothing
Nothing.
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That’s anhedonia for you.. I guess try to envision something you could think of that would be cool to be doing in the future and see if there’s a way that could possibly be enjoyable? Idk, this is difficult for me to do, but whenever I’m manic I tend to get excited about things I want to one day do or be, and not so much the lack of joy or interest most things have right now.. I guess just some kind of random long-mid-term goal or way you’d like to be more like… It doesn’t matter how far-fetched or bizarre it might be, or even if it’s completely detached from your current life, or reality itself… What matters is you can dream about it, and that’s one way to fool ourselves into staying alive a little longer.. If there’s nothing at all, then idk just go forward one day at a time and hope reasons for living will come forward as you continue to push forward each day, you never know what could happen, it’s enough that you could stay alive today, you can worry about everything else later and along the way, this is good enough for now.. Sorry, just giving some of my own weird experiences, wishing you the best..