So once upon a midnight dreary, I used to post on here. I look back at the old comments and wow.... Not a whole pile as changed.

I invest too much in others and can find no sense of comfort and happiness in my own skin. Still got the insomnia, still got the clinical bouts of depression and still feeling as worthless as I did way back when.

Still feel like I'm not doing any more than surviving.

Where does one go and what does one do?

I see the right answers so is it just the questions I keep reading wrong?

I dunno... even my ability to talk shit and pretend to be some kinda poetic savant hasn't changed.

Wish I could just be "better". Or at least fail better.