I don't care about anything anymore

[serai]

I really don't. What's the point? It's just day after day and week after week and month after month and year after year. All in a long line marching onward like fucking ants and it never goes anywhere. I just spin my wheels and keep going, hanging on 'til the end of each day when I can go to sleep and forget about my fucking stupid wasted life. I'm no fucking good for anything, all I do is take up space and bother people. My only comfort is in hoping it won't last too long before I can just go to sleep for good. At least then it'll all be over.

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No, honestly talking about it doesn't make it better. Like a bandaid, it just covers up the problem. Maybe I'll stop crying, but I'll still know what I know. Nothing changes the underlying pain. It's always been there.

I don't really know why I posted here. Act of desperation, maybe.