I don’t understand what the point of living is if you can’t feel anything. Every day is the same numb experience.
Wake up, go to work, go home, eat, clean, sleep, repeat.
Nothing new or interesting ever happens in the small town I live in. It makes me feel as if I’m irrelevant, and just a pawn in this thing we call life. Nothing excites me anymore, and all I ever wanna do is lay in bed all day. I feel so isolated and when I do try to go out and do something with some old high school friends the first thought to cross my mind is “When can I go home?”
It feels as if all I’m good for is working a minimum wage job that doesn’t need me as much as I need it. I have “friends” that would be perfectly fine if I wasn’t around. I’m not saying I’m going to out myself, but just in the grand scheme of things where does one fit in? Someone who was so unmotivated to do anything to begin with, someone who doesn’t care if they succeed or fail, someone who has no goals or aspirations? I’m constantly asking myself, “what is the point of any of this in the end? Who am I trying to please?”
If you really think about it, there is no point in being here. We all end up in the same place at the end.
But with that being said, we all end up in the same place. Might as well make your time being conscious worth while…