I’m not suicidal. I’m quite frankly scared of dying. But idk why it feels like every night around this time I get hit with this wave of sadness. Does this feeling end? I’m tired. I know I can’t say that because I don’t have a job. I don’t have life. I’m a 27 year old loser who lives in dad basement and plays videos games. Even the video games are starting to just not be fun or not being the escape it once was. I get in my head so fucking much it hurts. I thought moving to a different place wouldn’t really change much but fuck me it has. Friends barely give a shit. They don’t reach out unless I reach out. I’ll see them hang out together but won’t get that text saying hey come over or let’s plan something. Looking on social media people from school are getting married, having kids, traveling or just living life. I’m seeing all this while doing jack shit with my life. I’m just tired and want to stop being in my fucking head everyday.