Everything is annoying me again, even little things. I find myself getting frustrated a lot, and cussing at inanimate objects, etc. It's obviously dissatisfaction with life, and a lack of hope for any kind of brighter future. Life is so much more difficult when you have to do everything yourself, and have no support network, no people with whom to mutually 'lighten the load' so to speak.
And before anyone says "then do something about it", I've been writing here in various journals since Jan. of 2002, and it's all the same stuff. I think it's patently obvious that I'm unable to instigate my own changes, otherwise, don't you think I would have by now?
It's like I've fallen down a well, and everyone's given up on looking for me anymore. That's how isolated I feel - trapped down a well, or stuck in a mine. underground, no sight or sound, just me & my thoughts that never stop.
I think it's safe to say that, barring some miracle, I'm a lost cause.
8:06 p.m. - 2022-09-14
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