we live then we die in the middle we ask questions like "why me?" some people are searching for a purpose, a meaning I'm coping with feeling worthless and second guessing everything that I do
I've got first world problems and I still can't solve them woe is me so what good is a Ph.D.? an education won't save me from being an introvert and misreading every relationship that I'm caught in
this is all so petty it keeps bumming me out I don't want responsibility I don't want to give up in my 20s but I've made a huge mistake taking life at face value I don't care anymore if I'm happy I just want to be anyone but me