I look back even on my teenage years when i was balding as a teen and i can't help but miss those days to some extent. They weren't the best, or even good at all by many people's standards. But they still were considerably better than now. I felt more alive and had some good moments occasionally even if scarce
But every year i get emptier, more lonely and more hollow on the inside. There's literally nothing for me to do, or nothing that i want to do. No hope for the future or looking forward to it. Other than my family i absolutely see no reason to keep living
But every year i get emptier, more lonely and more hollow on the inside. There's literally nothing for me to do, or nothing that i want to do. No hope for the future or looking forward to it. Other than my family i absolutely see no reason to keep living
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