What do you do when you wake up one morning and realize that your life has been completely meaningless? That your life has no purpose, no point, no reason? What goes through your head? What do you think about? What do you do when the things you used to enjoy are no longer fun? When the people you care about seem to turn their backs on you? When they say snap out of it, or it’ll pass or stop being stupid? What do you do when you can no longer feel? When emotions and friendships and bonds that you once shared with people seem to fade away and you become numb to them? What do you do when you can no longer feel empathy, love, acceptance, or any of the hundreds of emotions that there are? Do you think about ways to end your life or how to change it? How do you decide what to do? How do you come to any decisions? How do you keep going day by day? If you decide to change your life, how do you start? How do you cope with the things in your past? How do you force change when you fear change? How do you turn your life around? Can you do it on your own or do you need friends and loved ones to help you? What if you have no one to help you? Where do you even start? What do you do with the beast inside of you that you have tried hard to suppress and to change? The person inside that you don’t want to be but keeps slipping out? What about ending your life? Do you really want to even do it? Is it just a cop out, an excuse, a cry for attention? When you think about ending your life, do you cry? Does it hurt inside to think about it? Does it cause more pain to think about it?