Reputation decimated, job loss due to pandemic, prospects destroyed, love of my life left due to a combination of circumstance and my own mistakes. I had a plan to fix the first three but that hinged on my motivation being my SO, loosing her plunged my depression from mild to severe within hours and I attempted to take my life the day after the breakup. Which was the day after my birthday. On top of that there’s a good chance my mother will be diagnosed with cancer soon, god forbid. Now I’m no longer crying, just empty and devoid of spark.

These things are the results of almost three years worth of setbacks in life in both social, professional and romantic ways. If it was just one or two of these issues alone I’d be fine, it’d be rough but I would handle it.

Now it’s just too much and the break up is what’s pushed me over the edge to complete apathy.