I've always had trouble opening up to people, for most of my life I've been really sad, and I think at a certain point I just became passively down. A normal day was a day where I felt there was a cloud over my head and even if I was happy about something, it somehow felt incomplete.
I don't really look forward to much in life, and sometimes I feel like my mind is melting. I feel like I get detached from my surroundings and it feels extremely distressing.
What about life makes it worth continuing? If you go through life not feeling like you're yourself, as if someone else is in your body, is there still fulfillment to be had? I don't know if there really is, I'd like to believe it, but I don't think I can.