I recently realized that so much of my life is guided by FOMO: fear of missing out.
I feel like I’ve been walking around like a zombie, feeling friend-less, hope-less and love-less. And I know that I’m in deep despair when I become more pleasure-centric and make disastrous decisions.
Many of these feelings are not warranted, but I feel a major void. I feel as though I’m missing out on so much.
And now I’m starting to miss someone that is no good, and worse reminds me of myself. And logically, I can only conclude that if I don’t want me…
I’m not really sure how to feel good about what I’m doing, and not caring about others or feeling like I’m missing out.