With each passing day, life resembles more of a chore or burden. It's something I have to do, not something I want to do. If I'm not wishing I hadn't been born, I'm hoping I die in my sleep. I'm getting worn down and suicide seems like a logical choice. I just don't enjoy life anymore. It's frustrating. When I was young, I enjoyed doing just about anything. I was always active and looking forward to stuff. But, for whatever reason, that changed as I got older. I'm pretty much a recluse now. No friends. No love life. My family is nearly gone. I have nothing to look forward to. And I'm not talking about long-term stuff like becoming a grandfather, it's the short-term stuff like a movie, TV show, etc. There is nothing on the immediate horizon that makes me say, "Man, I can't for that!" It's just so sad and pathetic. It's almost as if I'm not alive, but I simply exist. The best part of my day is when I can sleep. The worst is when I wake up knowing I won't be able to sleep for awhile. I don't have much hope for the future.