I wake up. I get up. I eat. I sit around. Days feel the same even when they are different. I try to push myself to do anything meaningful, but the effort required is always more than I can manage. I scroll, I stare, I lie down again. I feel useless. I do not know how I got here. I do not know if I even care anymore. The world moves on, and I just exist.
I see everyone else moving, working, thinking, achieving. I notice it, but I do not join it. The smallest effort feels impossible. I try just enough to not completely fail. I have lost interest in fighting, changing, hoping. Days pass. Nights pass. Nothing changes. Nothing will change. This is me. This is life i guess.