I don't think a therapist can fix me now...it's too late. I don't feel anything any more, no emotion, no happiness, no sadness, just nothing. I have no desire to live or to have any goals. I don't even want to talk to anyone about this anymore.
When this started I felt like the world had stopped, and I waited for it to start again. Everything froze in place.
I have no close friends. My parents care more about other people in my family who have serious physical ailments; in comparison to the fact that I could kill myself at any point now. Everyone else has default priority over me. According to them I'm just an error of nature, a monster, a freak.
I've had it with life...
