I’ve been here for so long now. Today is day 10.
I can’t take it anymore. My sanity has been slowly unraveling from its spool, and it was already so limited that I’m not sure what I’m going to do when it runs out. Honestly, I might reach the end today. My life is so pointless and so repetitive now that it’s not even worth calling it a life. I’m just sitting here gaining weight and hating myself for it. It’s like slowly drowning over the span of multiple days. I’m asphyxiating on my lack of desire to live. How ironic.