/lit/ - Literature

>>20535852
Not going into too many details, I ruined my life out of despair for the future. This was statistically justified on that front at least. I've thrown away years of hard work by myself and my parents because I had an epiphany that continuing onwards was a sunk-cost fallacy.
My life is currently a facade and will collapse soon, but it could be next month or next year.
Anyways, a girl is joining a work group where I'm a member, and we've hit it off, texting late into the night, that sort of thing. She will be moving here next week to start work. She says she's really impressed by my success (which I've all undermined) but more than that, she felt butterflies in her stomach the first time she saw me in the picture on the website.
What the fuck am I supposed to do now? Is this some sort of sick faggot joke by a divine force?