I feel like the last few months I’ve just been grasping for a reason to live. First it was moving to another city, sex, drugs, alcohol, art, buying things, making new friends, getting work and so on and so on.
Now I’m on medical and doing therapy 3x week while i contemplate my life / deal with my mental health.
Im just wondering what the actual fuck i amdoing here. I feel like life is simple and its true. Make money, survive, retire and die. Sure in between there is the have fun, meet people, have sex , have relationships, do cool thing etc , but what […]