The end goal is to live isn’t it.

What if you don’t actually want to live.

Not depressed.

Just depleted of will or energy to justify all this meaningless purpose.

Let me go, without blame or shame?

Leave me some of that “dignity”?

Don’t let me become an excuse for your nothingness? Please?

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