I don’t want to keep waking up to the same emptiness, the same longing, the same sense that I’m stuck in a life I never chose. I don’t want to keep feeling invisible, as if I’m not meant to be here at all. I want more than this hollow existence, more than just surviving day by day. I want to belong, to feel like I matter, to finally find a place where I can stop feeling like I’m disappearing into the background. But I’m so tired of waiting for something to change, tired of hoping that maybe tomorrow will be different when all I’ve known is the same aching loneliness. This loneliness is all I have ever known in life.
