I think I’m at my lowest point. I’m 27. Unemployed, no friends, no skills. I’ve always felt this sadness inside of me, as a kid it would come in waves. Slowly I’ve been pulled out to deeper water, now  I can’t see land anymore. All I can do is float on my back but it’s exhausting. My days are all the same, blurred together. I just wait for myself to s i n k