The Point
Who I am doesn't matter, what matters is how I feel. I wanted to start this as a sort of coping tool. I feel nothing. Worst, I feel empty. I don’t care for being melodramatic but I feel that the apt description for how I feel is that despite any good I should feel, no matter how powerful my happiness, that it is almost instantaneously sucked out of my body. Any hobbies that I used to find fun have been ruined for me. The emptiness just consumes all of it. I have thought many times of how it would end, never any that were good. But, I believe that if I stick it out I will find the light, the one bit of happiness that despite how strong of a pull cannot be removed from my body. I want to write on this page because I wanna just prove, to myself, that I will one day feel something. Something that helps give my life meaning, but also that I might help others who feel the same. I'm gonna continue to post till I feel okay, that I feel no threat from this darkness that threatens to consume me. I am no one important, to anyone. But I hope to be one day.