/lit/ - Literature

i'm so lost. i constantly find myself wanting to give up, like maybe i should stop eating again but this time till i die. and again, at the same time, all i want, all ive ever wanted was to make something of myself. to prove myself and everyone ive ever known wrong. thats all i truly want out of life. but what if i dont come make it? what if i dont ever become anything. i dont and i wont wanna live that way. plus, what if it's too hard to get there? it seems so out of reach to me. i often just want to give up on everything. that sounds selfish, greedy, take-everything-for-granted, but its just how i think, i mean right? i cant live that way. i just want to get away to a city at least, be around people, not feel so alone. i really wish i had someone close to to talk to, share things with, do things with; but i dont.