I have tried to write this 5 times, I’m so malfunctioned and exhausted, every single thing I try to do seems impossible, even writing this. I used to be (supposedly am) a successful sports person and I write about sport, but lately I can’t even feed myself. I used sport to keep me busy from thinking that this life is killing me. Just looking at the world kills me a bit every time. I hate it here. Even talking takes too much effort. For me the spell that this world has us all under, has broken, and that has rendered me completely useless. I can […]