I feel empty

[Bvnny.]

The sole reason I wake up and do things is that at least gymmaxxing and uni give me a false sense of belonging, I like to feel like I'm one of those people that go to the gym everyday, that I'm part of a private club of nerds that study about programming day and night, that the gym receptionists see me everyday, their perception of me give some meaning to my life, since, if I'm unable to asses my own existence, since I see no real substance in me, at least being perceived by others is a good way to cope with that... but that's ultimately a cope, when people see me they see a moving body, moving from left to right, right to left, they see a mouth that can speak, eyes that can see, a hand with fingers that can point to things, feet, but they can't see a real human being, just the facade of one.

There is simply no real substance to my character, I'm unable to find any truth in regards to some topics, my thoughts are convoluted and weird, I can't cope anymore, that's no real bvnny, that's no me, I don't exist.

 

[height]

The sole reason I wake up and do things is that at least gymmaxxing and uni give me a false sense of belonging, I like to feel like I'm one of those people that go to the gym everyday, that I'm part of a private club of nerds that study about programming day and night, that the gym receptionists see me everyday, their perception of me give some meaning to my life, since, if I'm unable to asses my own existence, since I see no real substance in me, at least being perceived by others is a good way to cope with that... but that's ultimately a cope, when people see me they see a moving body, moving from left to right, right to left, they see a mouth that can speak, eyes that can see, a hand with fingers that can point to things, feet, but they can't see a real human being, just the facade of one.

There is simply no real substance to my character, I'm unable to find any truth in regards to some topics, my thoughts are convoluted and weird, I can't cope anymore, that's no real bvnny, that's no me, I don't exist.

Well you´re having an existential crisis. What kind of truths do you want to know?

 

[Bvnny.]

Well you´re having an existential crisis. What kind of truths do you want to know?

I know I'm having an existencial crisis, recognizing that doesn't help really

...

But thanks anyways, I might write some poetry to keep on coping with all that.

 

[height]

I know I'm having an existencial crisis, recognizing that doesn't help really

...

But thanks anyways, I might write some poetry to keep on coping with all that.

it´s just a phase. you can take drugs to find answers to your questions

 

[height]

Don´t look for external meaning there is none

 

[Kingcel32]

You lack purpose. I suggest you think deeply and quietly. What you aspire to be, who you look up too, what you are good at and what you can improve on.

 

[NFA PB]

Been there

Got hella lucky, made some friends, got into a couple of relationships

I can breath now