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what's the point in living? i just wake up day after day stressed about this or that. i do things i don't want to do so i can have a future of doing more stuff that i don't want to do. i sit on my couch, or i sit on my bed. there's no one around to make things reasonable. if i could have it my way, i would just sleep for years until one day i could wake up and do everything right. i wonder if anyone sees me, realizes that i do exist because i feel so tiny and useless. why am i so alone?