I’m miserable and unhappy with my life.
My mind goes blank from overthinking.
My life is devoid of people, pleasure, or motivation to live.
The only thing I love,
And the only thing I invest my energy in,
And what allows me to live in a different world,
Is working in theatre.

I missed a whole academic year because of it.
I can’t go back to working in theatre for several reasons.
I can’t study,
I can’t grow,
And I can’t form new relationships with people.
I can’t find someone to help me get through this.
It’s been a while.
I can’t take it anymore.
I feel like this is it.
I’ve reached the end.

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