Nothing even happened. I was fine. Everything was going well, and I was even productive for once. I should be happy. Instead, I found myself staring at a wall, tears welling in my eyes once I realized how empty I felt. It's the only thing I felt: this sheer and utter emptiness. I don't find happiness or satisfaction in anything. I'm just tired and empty. I feel like a husk of what used to be a person. I feel so exasperated and hopeless that it takes literally nothing to make me feel this way. This is just who I am now. I wish I was anyone else.