I don’t feel I have a reason to be sad — alone, exhausted, lost.
Still — I do.
For moments of varying length,
almost every day,
I feel utterly
despondent.
lost.
valueless.
I’m a smart enough man. I have skill in a lot of different areas. I don’t typically struggle with even unique understanding. How is it I can move through this life of unexpectedly wonderful people, places and things … and not absolutely love life?
I don’t have the answer, but it’s important to me that you know; I feel it too.
It’s not just you.
You’re not alone.