Is there a point to life? Cuz seriously if there is, then I must be blind, because I can't seem to find it. I have lost many things and people in my life, but right now I think I've lost one of the few people who kept me going, without even knowing that they did so much for me. I love her with all my heart, despite everything that's been going on in our environment and between us. I haven't seen her in months, but I love her so feckin much. Why is she this angry and upset with me? I mean, I can understand why, but why can't she see it's not like I wanted things to go this way either. If you lose the few things you've got left, after having already lost the most precious things in your life, then what's the point of continuing, rather than going to them, joining them in whatever comes after this life? There is no point. Not to me at least. I'm sorry.