I'm literally sick of life, I'm disgusted at how my life has turned out, every day I ask myself the exact same question.
What's the point?, indeed what is the point anymore? I'm 24 years old, and I have no life, no girlfriend. I have the exact same routine everyday whether it's a beautiful Saturday or a weekday.
The hatred and envy that takes over my mind whenever I see my brother and cousins, which by the way are the same age as me, succeed at life and begin new lives with their new families, while I sit here rotting in my pathetic existence doing the same things over and over again. Eventually the envy gives way to a deep rooted and long lasting depression.
Every time I've been able to claw myself out of depression, but someday I fear that I won't.
Would I rather live my entire life like this? Or should I free myself and mind from this pathetic existence? The answer is becoming clearer every day.
What's the point?, indeed what is the point anymore? I'm 24 years old, and I have no life, no girlfriend. I have the exact same routine everyday whether it's a beautiful Saturday or a weekday.
The hatred and envy that takes over my mind whenever I see my brother and cousins, which by the way are the same age as me, succeed at life and begin new lives with their new families, while I sit here rotting in my pathetic existence doing the same things over and over again. Eventually the envy gives way to a deep rooted and long lasting depression.
Every time I've been able to claw myself out of depression, but someday I fear that I won't.
Would I rather live my entire life like this? Or should I free myself and mind from this pathetic existence? The answer is becoming clearer every day.