Life is difficult. You're thrown in it with no guidance unless you're extremely lucky which seldom is the case so you're just left to figure out things out on your own. And before you know it you become bitter and angry at the cards you have been dealt with.
Then you get it all out in all the wrong ways and before you have learnt better you have made so many mistakes. You lose the track of yourself and every few years feels like being born again. You acquire new knowledge and skills and you learn how to deal with your predicament but everything just feels more dull and unexciting.
Soon you lose more and more of your humanity and nothing really bothers you. A relative passes away? You feel nothing. You lose a job? You feel nothing.
You turn into a soulless husk that merely just survives and satisfies its basic needs.
You revisit things from the past that made you feel alive just to get you by because without them it's just unending darkness.
There's nothing to live for. You just exist.
Then you get it all out in all the wrong ways and before you have learnt better you have made so many mistakes. You lose the track of yourself and every few years feels like being born again. You acquire new knowledge and skills and you learn how to deal with your predicament but everything just feels more dull and unexciting.
Soon you lose more and more of your humanity and nothing really bothers you. A relative passes away? You feel nothing. You lose a job? You feel nothing.
You turn into a soulless husk that merely just survives and satisfies its basic needs.
You revisit things from the past that made you feel alive just to get you by because without them it's just unending darkness.
There's nothing to live for. You just exist.
