Just think about it. Do we really know what life is? We know what makes something living, we know what makes something dead.
Is life really worth all this hype? We fill our days with things to distract ourselves from the silence, very few able to handle the crushing weight of our own thoughts.
We set up the way the world works with long lists of things to do, places to see, people to meet. Do we really need all that?
People say to live in the moment, to ignore the future and bury the past, but is it really worth it? Are we so delicate that facing our fears head on is such a big deal?
Yeah, it's hard most times but how else am I supposed to find a reason to live?
What is life without the eminent danger? What is life without the constant anxiety?
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RandomA place for me to document me processing my thoughts and feelings as they come out. Apologies 😔 TRIGGER WARNING -mention(s) of self harm, suicide (brief),disorderly eating, trauma, etc.