Hi, this is problematic. I am having a problem. and I want to know if anyone else has had this problem too.
I feel very stuck in limbo, for years now it seems like my
life stopped happening??
like it feels like it just kept going, as things do almost like inertia after impact but I’m still like stuck like frozen in time while everything else just accelerates forward in slow motion
and I’ve been stuck in this limbo for literal years and I can’t get the pause button off you know? Like I just wanna hit play and everything resume to normal but I can’t “go”
like the momentum of life for me is like so... absent. And I can’t pick up the pace again, feels like trying run up hill at a 75 degree angle or something.
it’s hard and every step that goes by you’re just doing it to get somewhere but you never really do, get somewhere
it just keeps going and going and going
up and up and up and you’re just like ok what the fuck is this all leading to
bjt there literally is no where for this lead to
and that fucking nothingness like I see it everywhere in everything all the time? And everything feels extremely pointless (literally everything) to a point I struggle to find the motivation to do anything
I just want to get better and go back to a time where I wasn’t like too sick to function and it’s stressing me out
this balance of wanting a normal life and not being able to fully attain that, it’s all just out of reach
because I can’t manage to get unstuck. I can’t get a job and on the off chance I do, I can’t keep them. Relationships slip through my finger tips and I let them. I just sleep in bed, and wonder how many days will go by until finally things feel right again. But it never comes, nothing “clicks” anymore or feels like makes complete sense.
I used to have drive and passion, and I explored and went on adventures and met new people and did exciting things. I squeezed expression out of myself and, I connected with people. I had aspirations and goals. I cared enough, to at least manage my appearance.
but slowly all of that.. has gone away. And now, I hate the sound of my own voice and all the songs I write sound empty and the same. The passion is gone. I couldn’t care less if my hair completely fell out and I neglect myself to the point of acquiring dread locks. Then I cut them out and I get more. The cycle repeats. I hate my appearance, so much I, kind of avoid it. I don’t take care of myself much, and when I try to I’m just reminded of how much I don’t like myself. Though I know I should, I just don’t like it I don’t like my present or what I’ve become. And ya know I feel like my life was supposed to go a certain way or just, a way at all but somehow I completely derailed and dell off the tracks and I’ve just been off that track now for a long time just like lost and lingering
and I think oh it’s just a matter of discipline but I’ve already tried that. Oh it’s just a matter of, trying your best but, I’ve already done that. I still got fired.
I djnno I just don’t see the point in anything. And I can’t commit my time to anything because I know it will appear so pointless to me I will struggle to have the motivation to do the job the education provides.
i can’t like be present or “show up” for my own life