It seems fitting that my local dead mall is the perfect metaphor for me. When I go to my local mall these days it's very empty and stuck in the past the best days of it's life are over all that's left is the memories of the good old days. Life is shit it will never get better I'm past my 30's my mental and physical health are both fucked. I've had depression for 27 years and it eaten away at me everyday my physical health is a permanent issue as well with no cure I don't want to go into detail about it. All I can say it is end days for me I can feel it inside of me these are the darkest days and watching your parents get older and health get worst is hell. I've lived longer then I ever thought I would and it sucks.