i’ve moved past the stage of suicidal tendencies but why do i still feel so empty? like these years just amounted to nothing? yes, i have family and friends and they DO make me feel happy, but there’s like this constant feeling that it’s all temporary and i’m always just gonna be a lonely piece of shit for as long as i live, even though i’m not lonely. i tried telling trusted adults and people and their care was also temporary. nothing feels like it’s gonna last. i don’t even know if it’s good or bad or even neither of those. i just don’t know. is this normal? is it overthinking? am i too much for the people i love??