I wake up and i want to die, all i can do is grasp at distractions to make me feel something different, less numb. The mundane routine has no purpose to me, it is an activity to distract my mind from the fact that my life is meaningless and in the end i will be forgotten. I try so hard to be ignorant, it would be so much easier to get through the day. My brain tells me to die, it makes me feel hollow and its a constant battle. Similar mind sets surround me in the form of my parents, brother and boyfriend. As common as the common cold is depression
and i dont think many understand it.
