Every day feels like a waking nightmare, but not exciting enough to warrant that title. I know it’s a cliche to say I feel empty but I do, and it never gets better. All I do is wake up, drink, then sleep, and getting up feels like climbing a fucking mountain. I can feel myself isolating everyone yet I feel helpless to change it. I’m failing my degree, I’m failing my life. I don’t know where I go from here.