I'm starting to realise that i am losing interest again. In life that is.
I take my meds and go to therapy, and things are better. I won't dispute that. But it's not enough.
I've done some cool stuff in my life and had some good experiences and i am satisfied with that. I just would be happy for this to be over now.
Life is ok, sometimes great, mostly only tolerable.
For as long as i can remember there has been an emptiness in me, a void, if you will. An unnamed discomfort that makes me want to remove layers of my flesh.
I am lacking a desire to name this and fix it.
Behead the swallows.
I take my meds and go to therapy, and things are better. I won't dispute that. But it's not enough.
I've done some cool stuff in my life and had some good experiences and i am satisfied with that. I just would be happy for this to be over now.
Life is ok, sometimes great, mostly only tolerable.
For as long as i can remember there has been an emptiness in me, a void, if you will. An unnamed discomfort that makes me want to remove layers of my flesh.
I am lacking a desire to name this and fix it.
Behead the swallows.