Every day

Yes, I am living because I can't die and I don't know what to do.

I have so much disillusionment and at the same time so much loneliness, that it weighs like a 100 kilos backpack. I don't feel like opening my eyes every day and start breathing. I feel anxious as time goes on, more and more every day.

I feel like I'm hurting myself and I don't want to go through with it, but something deep down inside pushes me to keep going.

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