I haven’t been happy in weeks. Everyday is simply a chore that I have to work through. Honestly I haven’t been able to find anything I enjoy for months, only things that distract from how I really feel.
Alcohol does a lot to help but it wares off and I’m left with these feelings again. I have no emotional connection to my parents or younger brother or even to my friends. I place my entire worth on how people think of me. I’ve never had a relationship, but I’ve been in love.
I have no desire to commit suicide or anything as drastic and my drinking is not a problem. This confession is simply to vent.