This might seem cringe for those who never got to feel this way, but here goes nothing.
I have been feeling empty for the past few days. Maybe weeks? Months? Hell, even years. I never got any motivations to do anything, I just couldn’t understand why should I do things.
Why eat? Why sleep? Why go to school? Why wake up at all?
This mindset made me procastinate things, and the worst part is I know I could do something about it, but I just can’t. Every time I woke up, every day, every second, I question, what is actually our purpose here? I don’t see any point on why we should stay. Most of the reasons of why one should stay are mostly just guilt trip, or even threat. “Stay for your family!”, “Stay for your friends!”, then what if one had none?
What is the point of livingβ To give? To achieve? Then what, that’s it?
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