リンさん
Rina • she/her, lesbian
- Sep 9, 2023
- 323
Lately I've been feeling more and more hopeless. I'm fine, for the most part. But I realize that the reason why I'm still alive is because I'm in a constant state of anticipation.
I wait, and wait, and wait for happy chemicals to flood my brain from time to time. When I eat tasty food. When I buy something for myself. When I indulge in media that I somewhat enjoy. When I have a really nice chat with a stranger.
It all feels very nice, but almost never enough. When the happiness wears off, I just start to wait again. It's a constant cycle of either sadness or nothingness, and then occasional glimpses of joy.
I don't know if this is normal or not, but it is pretty exhausting. I'm scared of losing things I love, or not enjoying them anymore. I need a source of long lasting, sustainable happiness, but I'm not sure if it's possible for me.
I'm tired.
I wait, and wait, and wait for happy chemicals to flood my brain from time to time. When I eat tasty food. When I buy something for myself. When I indulge in media that I somewhat enjoy. When I have a really nice chat with a stranger.
It all feels very nice, but almost never enough. When the happiness wears off, I just start to wait again. It's a constant cycle of either sadness or nothingness, and then occasional glimpses of joy.
I don't know if this is normal or not, but it is pretty exhausting. I'm scared of losing things I love, or not enjoying them anymore. I need a source of long lasting, sustainable happiness, but I'm not sure if it's possible for me.
I'm tired.