I'm so scared that I'm going to run out of things to keep me going. In the past when I felt super depressed I felt like I at least still had someone to live for but now it feels like I only have goals. Better than nothing and it could be way worse but it just kind of terrifying to think that once I run out of goals then I have nothing left, no reason to keep going. It feels like I'm barely hanging on by one tiny little string of hope that things might get better but I just keep feeling more and more lonely the more I think about it