/lit/ - Literature

O, how painful it is to be me! Such complexity and depth of emotion, such chaotic thoughts! A sensitive soul, an intuitive brain, a dark, dark heart... Books for this feel?

I don’t have any friends. I’m unlikable and don’t have any qualities. I’m like REALLY sad and terrified all of the time. I regret everything I’ve ever done and feel constant guilt. I hate myself for all of the possibilities that never came to fruition because of me. I literally want to die right now. Why is life so difficult? What is this? And there is not even a god or a meaning! There is no truth yet I dare speak in absolutes.. yet I dare use language! I hate all that has ever been done. Nothing has amounted to anything substantial. And it couldn’t have been any other way. All human action are worthless desu. I’m so tired of it all... and the worst thing is I’m ugly. My voluptuousness is the source of all this pain, all these unmet desires... desiring what is not possible... it’s all so complex and awful. My heart is racing. I am not happy...

I cannot find words that accurately describe my complex and chaotic emotions with the depth I experience them

Life is purposeless. How the fuck can we keep going when there is no God, no truth, no meaning?

What are some books that advocate never speaking a word to anyone again as a a reasonable alternative to suicide?

I hate my life. I am poor and ugly. I despise working. I will never be happy.

I want to challenge myself to read 50 books in 2021 but I know throughout the year I will have at least five major depressive episodes, consider suicide multiple times, quit my job that I despise and deal with unemployment and lack of money, end my relationship because we both feel terribly hollow and can’t satisfy each other in any way, and eventually drop the challenge and read only one or two books at most

There is no point