I don’t know what the point of living so alone is. As an adult, we are so fucking isolated. What is the point of this?
I know, it’s so hard. It’s so hard to be alone, to sort of feel this feeling of fighting this alone and eventually just being alone no matter how loved and cared for I am. But all I know is…it gets better. Trust me, I’ve been through the darkest days and focus and constant effort brought me back…I wish I could tell you what the point of living is because I’m sure it’s different for all of us. For me it’s the many sunrises and sunsets I’m yet to experience, the people I’m yet to meet, the existing people I want to make proud and just to be of value to another human being, an act of kindness, anything I can do to make a difference while I’m here :)