How upsetting it is that I will most likely kill myself in the next 2 years but yet I so badly want to live. I know how amazing life can be, how precious it really is. Yes, it is filled to the brim with pain and suffering. But idk, there has to be meaning in all of that. The fact that we are able to experience anything at all I find truely remarkable. How we are alive, especially during this period of time which is certainly an interesting one. I love life and existance so fucking much, but to actually exist... It's the worst