I just woke up. Life is not enough for me. There’s nothing in it. I’m depressed. Nothing is good.
There’s no point to the day. There’s no reason not to sleep all day except the preachy doctors want me out of bed doing things. I get out of bed but I don’t do things.
Life is pointless. Life is meaningless. It’s 10 AM and I already feel this way. Wow.
I’m so fucked.