Angry at myself. Depressed due to everything going on. I haven't been happy in months minus three or so days in the timeframe that show me, due to the situation, that nothing will make me happy because it's the only thing that does and it's an unobtainable fantasy.
I guess you can say that I have lost the will to live or don't find purpose in living, so I can barely appreciate the things I do have; like my health, for example.
It's all a mess. I can only blame myself really.
I'm about to throw myself into school and spend money on tuition and nonsense just to distract myself. I'm not sure what I want to do but I'm just picking at random and going along with it because I have nothing to lose at this point.
I'm sick of being miserable, helpless, and crying all the time but nothing helps and it feels like I only get worse and worse. My only option now is to numb out and be okay with mediocrity. To accept things being shallow and empty.
I was never good at pretending to be happy when having genuine happiness is seriously the number one most important thing to me. I can't deal with this fake bullshit.