Almost all of the problems that consumed every fiber of my being 6-12 months ago as I was finishing school are completely gone. I don’t fret anymore about ‘what I will be when I grow up’. I don’t toss and turn at night wondering how I will pay for my meds, my next psych appt, and still fill my fridge...

I always knew those were superficial problems. That inside I was torn up for other reasons. That I had always been this way even when things were good.

Now they’re “better” than they’ve ever been, on paper at least.... and it doesn’t help at all. Not even one tiny bit. 

I’m bored constantly. I only work about 20-30 hrs a week at most. I don’t have any friends because I’m terrified of being myself around people after so many years of just failing at being a good person. I’m falling down a deep dark abyss and I can’t even articulate why other than I’m just a broken person.

Where do I even go from here? 