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Not sure if you realize this but Life is Strange will never die, it is not like other games that you play and then you move on and forget about it. LiS stays with you and that is likely for the rest of your life.
I mean I won’t do anything (that would require effort, and I have none to give, because I’m so depressed), but I do wish I was dead... like that I’d go to sleep and never wake up again, or I’d be shot and killed, or die in a car accident, or get a terminal illness. Anything really.
And I feel like this because it makes me feel alone and empty.
I’m disabled, have depression, social anxiety disorder, single, cut off from people, and pretty much have nothing to look forward to in life... so yeah.
I used to be the complete opposite. Happy, outgoing, always doing stuff, was engaged before, had friends, family, a social life, a job, money... but it all went to hell because of something someone did to me that really screwed me up in the head and messed up my entire life, and so I slowly lost everything, including who I was.
Now I basically just spend my time watching tv, movies, youtube, and playing games as a way to distract myself... as a way to keep my mind off how unhappy I am and how lonely and empty I feel inside.
Then something this LiS comes along and is like a huge f*****g trigger that brings everything rushing back to the surface.
And so the only way to cope it to take a bunch of pills that will eventually knock me out, because sleep (being unconscious for several hours) is the only way I can deal.
The only other choice is to just sit here, suffering, wishing I was dead, until I eventually become bored of it/numb and my brain can move on to something else.
So yeah...
😒
You can save Kate, you ♥♥♥♥. And you're completely and utterly bonkers. Illuminati... Be careful, they are out to get you.