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It's like a never ending cycle, it always ends up delaying everything up, like: motivation->false hopes->something goes wrong again->hopeless->back to motivated, and it never just end
It's so draining… so exhausting… I have 4 jobs and for the most part my mind gets busy and I don't think but when I get home or am walking to and from… I feel constantly tired. I want it to end. Like, I think is this really how a life is suppose to be spent ? Surely not…
It bothers me so much and makes me so indignant, because it feels like we're never living life the way it's meant to be lived, working just so you don't die sick, homeless, or starving until you eventually get old and can't work anymore, and then you die, having spent 70% of your life suffering, working, and losing your mind.
Have you ever felt so hopeless that you just ended up feeling depressed, waiting for things to sort themselves out on their own, even though you knew they wouldn't?
This is genuinely starting to make me sick, I can feel it.
I don't know if or when the end of this will end in a manner that is not death; I am upset and frustrated at myself that even good moments are started to seem dull and that I can't cherish joyful moments because that gnawing feeling of "it's going to get bad" is so overpowering.
