Nothing’s Wrong, But Nothing’s Right

You wake up one morning.

You turn off your alarm and lay there in bed, lost in your head as the sun warmly radiates onto you. It’s another regular day- nothing out of the ordinary. Another day of you going through your routine; work or school, going out for a workout or watching the new episode of Stranger Things, seeing your friends and family.

But there’s something that doesn’t feel right…

You don’t know what it is but deep down there’s this indistinguishable feeling scratching away at you. You brush it aside and go on with your day anyways, blaming it on a groggy morning and hoping it’ll go away as you the time passes.

One day turns into two, which turns into a week and eventually a month.

Slowly that innate feeling of discontent becomes a part of you, allowing it to take ahold and being accepted as just another one of your quirks.

“It’ll go away eventually.”

But it doesn’t. The feeling grows and grows, leaving you in a constant state of existential dread.

You feel helplessly alone; how can you talk about it with someone when you don’t even know what’s going on? You should be feeling happy and content- you have food, a home, friends, and family but yet none of those are bringing you the joy they used to. You think of yourself as a spoiled crybaby and shun everything out.

Life seems dull and colorless.

What do you do when everything in life seems just fine from the outside but it’s all falling apart from within?