Basically the title. Everyday is the same thing over and over again. I see no point in continuing to be alive and literally each day I keep thinking… what is the purpose of life? Why was I put here? I just can’t see myself doing all these mundane things for 50, 60 more years.

I am not suicidal but I have been diagnosed with depression when I was 16 (now 22), and while I did take medication for it it didn’t help much. I experience extreme boredom quite often and I used to paint and draw, but I can’t get myself to do those things anymore. My two year relationship is in shambles, I only have 1 friend now whereas I used to have a relatively big group of friends. In high school I used to hope that a car would accidentally hit me and kill me off. :(

Idk why I’m posting this… but does anyone else feel the same?