"At this point, is life really worth living?" I thought to myself.
The thoughts consumed me, dragging me deeper into the abyss of despair.
Nothing had changed; I was still the same old wimp I once was, trapped in the endless cycle of self-doubt and inadequacy.
Without the system, I feel like nothing, like nobody.
It was my lifeline, my source of validation and purpose.
Everything I had worked for, everything I had accomplished, it all meant nothing in the harsh light of reality.
I was just being a jackass for no reason, my arrogance and attitude nothing short of childish.
And to think that my own brother, possibly my entire family, wanted me dead.
But perhaps there was a glimmer of hope amidst the darkness, a chance to rediscover my worth and redefine my purpose.
Maybe, just maybe, true strength lies not in the power of a system, but in the resilience of the human spirit.
