
richuu
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- Sep 5, 2025
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Soon as the clock ticked pass 12am, it's like my brain just gave up. I got a lot of texts wishing me a happy birthday, but this is the most unhappy of all birthdays I've ever had. Nothing's there to ruin my day, I'm not sad, but I'm definitely not happy, even though I'm supposed to be. I have never felt so done before, I can't even word it properly how done I am feeling. Same day for the past few years I felt like I was being given a new chance to help myself out of this depressing cycle of slowly losing any and all emotions, but I just never did. It's been like five birthdays, and for this one, I felt like I lived through the next 12 months of my life the moment I opened my eyes. There's nothing to anticipate, nothing to live for. Especially pathetic when I have so many 'loved ones', that are actively trying to love me, but I am just not feeling it, not one bit (to those who loved me, I am so, so sorry if any of you ended up reading this). At this point the pitch black and absolute nothingness from being eternally unconscious felt equally as intriguing as life.
Happy birthday to me.
Happy birthday to me.
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