/lit/ - Literature

I went and got a suit today. Took the bus because I have no one to drive me and now I'm waiting for it to return. For a while now my mind has gone back and forth on whether I really want to graduate uni or not. If I do, I become unhappier than ever, but there's a tiny chance in like 5-10 years I'll be happier. If I don't, I drop out and become a NEET, maybe apply for disability. It is not that I can't physically or mentally endure this, but that when you're dead inside there's really no point, I'm mentally ill and don't even want a gf or career so why struggle for one?

Everyone will say I'm wrong. But they're looking from the perspective of a person who still has a shot at life. For me I think things are mostly already over. Something snapped inside my head and nothing has been the same since