I'm twenty years old, in my third year at a University. I have two loving parents, decent grades and future career prospects, even a fair amount of friends that like me for who I am and genuinely seem to enjoy my company. I even quite like the way that I look, for the first time in forever (before I had really bad acne and braces and I had a pretty delayed growth spurt). It's embarrassing to admit, while acknowledging all this, that I am not happy. I never was. I was much more miserable before than I am now, when I was in grade 10 I was close to tears at every moment and sometimes, I just couldn't hold it in any longer and after quickly running to a bathroom or some other private place, I would start crying without a reason.
While the pain is less intense, I am less hopeful now than ever. I can think of a hundred ways how my situation could be worse, but I can't think of one where it could be better. I don't have any goals, or things I want. I have no hobbies that I enjoy, and I've tried everything I could come up with. I've tried soccer, tennis, volleyball, swimming, running, chess, even online gaming. I've read a very large number of books, studied arts, music, maths, sciences, history, languages, computer science, physics ... I'm moving through life like a swimmer through an endless ocean. I am tired and don't believe there is any shore in any direction, but I paddle anyway because there is nothing to be gained by letting myself drown. There are so many people worse off than I am, some of them on this very forum, people that were dealt a really lousy hand and who are playing it as best they can and whom I feel I am betraying by not acting more grateful of what I was given. Anyways, I don't know where I was going with all of this. I just wanted to share it with someone else I guess. Thanks for reading.
While the pain is less intense, I am less hopeful now than ever. I can think of a hundred ways how my situation could be worse, but I can't think of one where it could be better. I don't have any goals, or things I want. I have no hobbies that I enjoy, and I've tried everything I could come up with. I've tried soccer, tennis, volleyball, swimming, running, chess, even online gaming. I've read a very large number of books, studied arts, music, maths, sciences, history, languages, computer science, physics ... I'm moving through life like a swimmer through an endless ocean. I am tired and don't believe there is any shore in any direction, but I paddle anyway because there is nothing to be gained by letting myself drown. There are so many people worse off than I am, some of them on this very forum, people that were dealt a really lousy hand and who are playing it as best they can and whom I feel I am betraying by not acting more grateful of what I was given. Anyways, I don't know where I was going with all of this. I just wanted to share it with someone else I guess. Thanks for reading.
Comment