Figured out that my entire life is just a big ****ing show to validate myself and to show that I'm not the piece of **** that I think I am. My psychiatrist told me that he challenged me to find the meaning of life "like all the great minds". The great minds haven't found an answer so who the **** am I?

I'll never find meaning and I'll never feel any better about myself.

(Yea this is obviously just some ****ing cry for attention to validate myself for somebody actually giving a **** about me...)