I’ve been having a hard time lately wanting to live. I’m tired of suffering. I’m tired of rent and bills and bullshit jobs and society. I’m tired of always having to try to brainwash myself into focusing on gratitude and just see the good and hope in things. All those things that bring temporary happiness are just distractions. It’s not doing it for me. I feel like the same miserable person I’ve been since I was a child, just searching for any hope or reason or love or acceptance or happiness. I don’t know why I should keep on.