Do you ever feel like there's no point?
Sometimes I wake up and I really wonder what I'm doing with my life. I think about the choices I've made - or haven't made, the people I've met, the people I've lost, and it all starts to depress me.
Does anyone else feel like they don't want to participate in life anymore?
And I'm not talking about suicide or anything, I just mean maybe I should just sit it all out. Watch from the sidelines, be a spectactor, a wallflower, whatever, just anything to not have to participate. Wouldn't it be easier? With no participation, there's no relationships, and with no relationships, there's no heartbreak or heartache.
Life's like that, don't you think?
You meet someone, one of you screws up and it ends. It's inevitable. After all these years, all these rejections, heartbreaks and screw ups, it's becoming really clear to me that I'm all I really have. And that scares me so much that I feel like I can't breathe.
Sometimes it feels like everyone just comes and goes, we just drift in and out of each others lives, just existing merely to keep another company and to have company ourselves so we can be distracted from how empty and lonely we really are. Is that what we do? We keep one another company, but for selfish reasons, not because we truly care, but more because we are afraid of being alone. Maybe we're not all like that. Maybe I have no faith left in the human race. Maybe there are selfless beings out there who befriend you for you, not for them. But how do you know who's in it for those reasons and who isn't? And do you cut off contact with people who aren't? What if you never meet anyone selfless, are you meant to be alone, or do you settle for a second rate friend? Are those people really second rate?
Are we ultimately destined to be alone... or is it just me?
Does anyone else feel like they don't want to participate in life anymore?
And I'm not talking about suicide or anything, I just mean maybe I should just sit it all out. Watch from the sidelines, be a spectactor, a wallflower, whatever, just anything to not have to participate. Wouldn't it be easier? With no participation, there's no relationships, and with no relationships, there's no heartbreak or heartache.
Life's like that, don't you think?
You meet someone, one of you screws up and it ends. It's inevitable. After all these years, all these rejections, heartbreaks and screw ups, it's becoming really clear to me that I'm all I really have. And that scares me so much that I feel like I can't breathe.
Sometimes it feels like everyone just comes and goes, we just drift in and out of each others lives, just existing merely to keep another company and to have company ourselves so we can be distracted from how empty and lonely we really are. Is that what we do? We keep one another company, but for selfish reasons, not because we truly care, but more because we are afraid of being alone. Maybe we're not all like that. Maybe I have no faith left in the human race. Maybe there are selfless beings out there who befriend you for you, not for them. But how do you know who's in it for those reasons and who isn't? And do you cut off contact with people who aren't? What if you never meet anyone selfless, are you meant to be alone, or do you settle for a second rate friend? Are those people really second rate?
Are we ultimately destined to be alone... or is it just me?