
honestly, same. i was real bad for a little over a decade. at some point, i kinda just realized ‘i don’t need to want to live. i just kinda need to live.’ and suddenly, everything else made sense. i still don’t WANT to live, but i still do it. some days still suck, but ive learned to do my best to fill my days with things i enjoy. it’s sounds so cheesy and dumb and simple, but it genuinely helped. since then, i’ve made friends, i go out more often, i’ve found my own style—
and who i am as a person. i finally have a personality after being a shell for literally 10 years. i know it may not work or even help at all to you or anyone, but it’s something to think about. obviously don’t put yourself in harms way ever, but just allow yourself the ability to get rid of the “want”. it’s also helped me cope with death, seeing it as something that’ll come when it’s ready and i don’t want to rush that. i may not want to be here, but it can be nice sometimes 🫂🫂