If only people knew…

How much shit I have to weather on a daily basis. For the past 3 years there have been some meaningless small occurrences that have piled into this heap of shit that I live today. And what i thought would be resolved by now continues to fester. It seems to have all manifested into this hand that slaps me every day. I’ve grown to just forget about it all and try to find some sort of enjoyment in my daily life, but with everything going away or falling apart there isn’t much to be found. The few people that I have grown to cherish that actually stand by my side are the only things I have to look forward to in a day. Insomnia has been out of control all year causing me to miss way to much school; consequences followed. The very few activities that I could actually cherish are basically gone with the people I cherished them with leading the way. I’ve literally come to a point of existence where I once lived and it never really gets better. Just a different day where i do literally the same meaningless shit. No one truly understands how meaningless life has been.

I guess im back to writing since life forces me to vent somehow.