Life is really hard right now but I don’t have a particular reason why. It’s like I just can’t figure out how to live. Which is objectively different than wanting to die, it feels tiresome to explain that I am not suicidal. But why live? Being stuck here isn’t good enough a reason.
I just want to be able to sink into a life in the present, where my loves and friendships do not mean anything more than what they are. I’m tired of living in 2016. I’m tired of my existence being or feeling meaningless and isolated. Where are my friends? Why do I exist? I do not want to go to work.