I feel loveless, hopeless, empty. I used to be so optimistic about the future and enjoyed reflecting on the past. I never really care for the moment. Now the past bores or scares me and the future looks gloomy. I don't want to live anymore. One of the reasons why I didn't want to end my life was because I still cared about my family, esp. my mom, but even now that love is fading. I just stopped loving.
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