Therapy didn't "help" in that it got me to care about myself or fundamentally change my habits, but it felt good to just talk to somebody about things that I otherwise couldnt talk about.

I have no goals. In a way, I've completely given up already. On paper I am still in school, but I didn't go for over 3 weeks now. I dont have dreams, or a dream job. I cannot imagine myself growing old. Right now I just live off my parents income without contributing everything, and as shitty as that feels, leaving the house feels shittier.

So what is left when you dont want to work and dont want to leech? Maybe I'll kill myself. Maybe I'll become some fetish furry artist lmao