I am alive but definitely not surviving. I am the walking dead.

I allowed these twisted demons to drain every ounce of life out of me.

Now I am left with massive self-loathing, self-hatred, and self-disgust unable to function, completely debilitated, cannot take care of myself at all whatsoever. Ugliest, fattest, oldest, DISGUSTINGEST, boringest unhealthiest loneliest emptiest loser life with no one and nothing except a relentless obsessive terrorizing paralyzing constant fear of aging dying.

Totally useless to everyone and everything.

But the worst of it all is THERE IS NO DAMN SOLUTION WHATSOEVER.