Hedonist
how am I supposed to be happy? how am I supposed to want to keep going? I don't have anything to live for anymore. I don't have a lab to work in. I don't have classes to struggle through. I don't know if I still have friends. I miss people and can't bring myself to accept that. I'm not where I'm supposed to be, because I failed to stick to my plan. I don't have access to professional support. I don't have the will to take any more antidepressant than what is necessary to stave off withdrawal. I don't like anything about myself. I don't have any redeeming qualities. Loving bees isn't enough. how am I supposed to be happy?