Whenever I do something that enjoy or feel any sort of "happiness", it feels fake, I know what happiness feels like and I just can't feel it anymore...For some reasons I won't disclose here my life could never be the same, there's always this thought looming over my head reminding about how I could never taste happiness again. Three years is more of a deadline, because everybody keeps saying things like "things will get better, just wait", however I often feel like I might do it way before, I'm already at the end of my rope and I know for sure that unless a miracle happens things will only get worse from here on out.