It's honestly disappointing to me. I don't wanna be angry, but I am. I'm bitter at how hopeless it seems for me to be genuinely okay in life. I feel like I've only experienced a single week this whole year where I was high-on-life, the rest has felt forced mostly... My brain is so uncomfortable, I'm tired of my job, I wanna unexist most of the time. I dunno... I just want a soundproof chamber to scream in.