my anxiety is getting worse and worse. my mind just can’t let go of the past, the memories, the mistakes, the emptiness of tomorrow, and everything in between that i haven’t written down. i just want to get this useless life over with. i’m DONE. and to think, i have 50+ years of suffering to endure in this shithole of a life i’ve created for myself. my mum keeps telling me to pursue the things that would make me happy, but it isn’t a THING – it’s a person that i wish to spend my life with that would make me happy and get me out of this misery. i feel the void every single waking minute that i’m “alive,” and i’m tired of it. will i ever get over you? will you ever let me find peace or will you haunt my heart forever?