Lately I've been feeling like I'm....idk, slipping through the cracks. I'm becoming less and less like a real person and more and more of....something! I honestly think, that at the rate I'm going, I'm going to die sooner rather than later. It's just this feeling I have, that my clock is winding down on me and the road is ending just ahead in the greyness of my future. This isn't a metaphor for anything. I literally feel like I'm going to die soon, and I literally feel like my road is coming to an end. I sometimes try to think about the future, and what I will be doing in the years ahead....but those thoughts end up blocked! I close my eyes, and I can think of little but empty greyness and the void.
I feel left behind...or maybe left ahead.
I don't know. A part of me doesn't want to die, but the vast majority of me sees sense in it. After all, what can I do? Sure I may fulfill my dreams of being a novelist or artist. Sure I may get married to my love. But what is this when I can't feel anything? What is this when I lack the ability to feel happy, sad, angry? I feel nothing anymore! Just empty. Acting like I always act. A robot.
I'm starting to accept that maybe it is my destiny to die before I mature, and these feelings I have are real. My road is going thinner and thinner...
I've started to loose motivation to do...almost anything. I no longer see a point in putting on make-up or perfume. I see no point in doing anything more than letting the water run over my head while I'm in the shower...I no longer shampoo or use soap, as I don't have the energy to do anything more but stand there under the water. Even opening the drawers to get my clothes out and put them on is painful. I see no point in being with family as I lack the emotion to emphasize with their feelings and do little more than a fake laugh or fake conversation. My room is a mess....I don't feel like cleaning it up. My hair is tangled, ratty....I lack the energy to brush it. I go to bed late....typing my feelings onto a forum like this is better than putting my energy into trying to sleep...besides, there are the nightmares, and the hauntings.....not to mention if I had my way I would choose to lie in bed forever.
I feel so tired even though I sleep so much....no matter how long I rest, I wake up tired and stay tired, unable to run, hating to fix food or drink for myself, wanting to get the day over with as I go about like a drone. When I close my eyes, not only do I see the grey, but I quickly start to fall asleep and have to wake myself up.
The small part of me that doesn't want to die early reaches out for advice.