That's it. That's the post. I genuinely believe there's no point.

The planet is slowly dying and there's nothing anybody who cares can do about it.

I have nobody to talk to, no accomplishments, and I'll be forgotten the instant I die. I might as well not have lived at all.

Hard work is meaningless. People can half-ass it and others line up around the block to suck them off, meanwhile you're busting your ass trying to produce something good and nobody cares.

God decreed when we were born that nobody would ever love us, even as friends. My brain doesn't work and the medicine I have to take to block out the suicidal thoughts just makes me numb to everything.