this what hells must feel like, the silent despair, the disconection from everything, the anger, the frustation, the confusion.
its just the silent death, its like the machinery that gets the world running slowly but surely starts to get rid of you. You no longer belong, you are no longer in comunnion with God. Im not built for suicide but, oh boy, im only 23 years old and if this is life, sorry boss but i wanna quit.