Life-1

Numb, sore and tired… as if the weight of existence has settled deep into my bones. Every breath feels heavier, like dragging myself through an invisible storm no one else seems to notice. The world moves around me—fast, loud, relentless—but I remain still, caught in a space between feeling too much and nothing at all.

Memories blur together, and even the things that once brought comfort feel distant, muted. I reach for something—anything—that might remind me why I keep going, but my hands come back empty. The days stretch on, indistinguishable, and I wonder if this is just how life is now—an endless cycle of exhaustion, waiting for a break that never comes.

Yet somewhere, in the quietest corner of my mind, a small voice whispers: You’re still here. Maybe that’s all I have left. Maybe that’s enough.