And just like that, without asking for it or deserving it, I ran out of energy again. No warning, no drama, just the shutdown. I’m back in those cold nights, the same corner where everything weighs too much, where even breathing is annoying. There’s no sadness, no tears. Just a brutal absence of life.

Everything is empty. No desire, no drive, nothing. It’s the exact opposite of wanting to live. I didn’t ask for this, I didn’t earn it, but here I am again. Welcome back to the dark.