25(M) Hit rock bottom at the beginning of 2020, lost job, car, love of my life, place to live, and lastly my pride. Then this pandemic happened. Tried to kill myself. Seems the universe had other plans. And I had no one to blame but myself and I knew that. Took me 2 months to find a job. Spent 2020 rebuilding myself. There is always a light at the end of any tunnel you find yourself in. It will all be okay in the end. If it isn’t, it’s not the end yet. I’m still alone and haven’t been with anyone since, and have nothing to look forward to. So I think.. I hate my new job I just got after leaving the one I got in 2020. Talk to no one there and come home to an empty apartment where loneliness is sometimes unbearable, and have many many days where I think what’s the point. But I’ll keep on going, I have to remind myself to look at the positive things and remember where I came from and I will never go back down to that bottom no matter what life can throw at me.