Things never seem to get any better, only more complicated…
No matter what I experience, the bitter cold solitude of my life is ever present.
I am empty and in pain. Im convinced that everyone around me would be better off if I was gone forever. I know its delusional, but when night hits and Im alone staring at the ceiling while everyone I know is living their purpose, its impossible not to feel out-leagued by everyone you know. My whole life has been an endless abyss of a bright, dead, nothing. I want to be gone.