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never interfere with a lifespan reaping
- Feb 12, 2022
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And I've nearly exhausted myself of replying on here and still feel so empty.
What is the point of sleeping? What's the point of eating? What's the point of today and how should this time be spent? Is there any meaningful way to spend this time? Any meaning to anything I do?
I'm so lost today and going crazy in my own head. Perhaps because I had an okay and even "good" day yesterday so the same cannot happen twice in a row plus a new week looms. I can't even being myself to feed myself or have water. Since doing them today would be doing them for myself, and I can't do things for myself.
I wanted to do something more than self destruct today. I've done nothing. Is it worth forcing myself to do anything? Time is just ticking down to another week I don't want where I won't have much time either and won't figure out anything.
I'd appreciate any comments. I honestly can't make decisions for myself. I don't know what's right. Maybe I don't deserve food anyways. But then I'm quietly crying over the fact I'm unable to sustain this pointless existence and even do the bare minimum for myself. Give it a minute and I'll be numb at least. This all is exhausting.
What is the point of sleeping? What's the point of eating? What's the point of today and how should this time be spent? Is there any meaningful way to spend this time? Any meaning to anything I do?
I'm so lost today and going crazy in my own head. Perhaps because I had an okay and even "good" day yesterday so the same cannot happen twice in a row plus a new week looms. I can't even being myself to feed myself or have water. Since doing them today would be doing them for myself, and I can't do things for myself.
I wanted to do something more than self destruct today. I've done nothing. Is it worth forcing myself to do anything? Time is just ticking down to another week I don't want where I won't have much time either and won't figure out anything.
I'd appreciate any comments. I honestly can't make decisions for myself. I don't know what's right. Maybe I don't deserve food anyways. But then I'm quietly crying over the fact I'm unable to sustain this pointless existence and even do the bare minimum for myself. Give it a minute and I'll be numb at least. This all is exhausting.