Anonymous
7/16/2025, 11:51:23 PM
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like depression but not really
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>lots of ambition in life
>eating well, sleeping well, getting exercise and sunlight
>plans
>well-structured paths to attaining those plans
>try to work
>summon all the willpower in the world
>can't stop doing whatever meaningless repetitive task it is that i'm doing
>be it looking at phone, listening to music, fucking staring at a wall
>life is actively slipping by
it may not make sense to some of you but i literally cannot will my body to do things at all. i don't understand what's going on.
I've set aside full days to just try to read a book, and even when i put aside everything but the book, my brain fucking short circuits and refuses to engage with the material.
i try to cook simple meals that i've cooked repeatedly in the past and i start to slump on the kitchen counter as soon as i start.
i'm not even depressed. if anything, i'm angry, and worried that i'll never be able to break out of this bizarre semi-existence.
even this post had to be planned a day in advance before i could do anything about it
what the fuck is wrong with me
>eating well, sleeping well, getting exercise and sunlight
>plans
>well-structured paths to attaining those plans
>try to work
>summon all the willpower in the world
>can't stop doing whatever meaningless repetitive task it is that i'm doing
>be it looking at phone, listening to music, fucking staring at a wall
>life is actively slipping by
it may not make sense to some of you but i literally cannot will my body to do things at all. i don't understand what's going on.
I've set aside full days to just try to read a book, and even when i put aside everything but the book, my brain fucking short circuits and refuses to engage with the material.
i try to cook simple meals that i've cooked repeatedly in the past and i start to slump on the kitchen counter as soon as i start.
i'm not even depressed. if anything, i'm angry, and worried that i'll never be able to break out of this bizarre semi-existence.
even this post had to be planned a day in advance before i could do anything about it
what the fuck is wrong with me