I wake up. I don't have the energy to drag my ass out of my bed. Somehow I do. I go to high school. I basically don't do anything there. I'm close to failing a couple of my classes because I'm so fucking dumb and have no motivation to learn (or do anything tbh), plus I don't talk with any human beings there because my social skills are dogshit so I can't really talk with people so I don't have a social life. I come home. I head into my room, and do FUCKING NOTHING THERE. Things that I enjoyed doing before now feel like there's no point in doing them. I go to sleep, I wake up in the morning and I do the same fucking garbage again. It's a never ending cycle.

I feel so empty. I don't really feel anything. I don't remember anything of a typical day because they feel so meaningless to me now, so the days just blend together. It literally feels like I'm on autopilot. It feels like I died a long time ago and now there's just emptiness inside of me now.