Just recently got rid of all my belongings, sold what I don't need and threw away what I couldn't sell. Now I have 2-3 duffel bags worth of stuff.

Tired of being poor, tired of everything. I can't seem to make myself happy. Year after year, the only thing I'm looking for is happiness. And yet I can't find it.

I'm not going to bother with therapy or any dumb meds. I can't afford therapy anyways, I'm in poverty and can barely get by as is.

Now that all of my possessions are taken care of, I was thinking of just hitting the road or maybe joining the military. Tired of my fucking life and everything it's been so far, it's absolutely not worth it.

Or if I decide to end it, at least all my stuff is taken care of and my family won't have to worry about dealing with my personal belongings, I'll just leave them some info on my banking account so they can have what's left of my money. Should probably sell my car too so they won't have to worry about it.

I try so hard to get by in life and find happiness, but it's nowhere to be seen. I tried to cheer myself up and ordered some fast food, but they got my order totally wrong. What's weird is I didn't even feel anything, no sadness, nothing. I'm just used to my life not working out and nothing ever going my way. It's expected by this point. There are no surprises anymore, just pain and sadness.