Life may well have more to offer me.. But it feels like my mind has built its own fortress and locked me in the dungeon. I don't want to feel what I'm feeling, I don't want to know what I know. I accept that I have these thoughts and these feelings but there are points where I genuinely don't know how I'm going to make it out of here.
I know it did this to protect me, but now it's slowly taking away who I am, piece by piece instead.
I can't even make people feel happy or appreciated anymore. When I can't add value to anyone else's life, what else left is there.