I was going to write something awfully depressing about how lonely and suicidal I am. Then I went on a two minute exhibition to recover my email and password for this all but forgotten account and felt more anger than sadness by the end of it.
I have worked a lot the last few days.
My (social) life seems to be grinding to a halt.
I wish more than anything that I had the courage to give up. Long goodbye kind of give up. Or at least make a really dedicated effort at it.
Everything sucks.
