It’s hilarious.. one part of my life is inexplicably like torture. I make a conscious effort to work well on that and then simultaneously another part of my life starts spiralling out of control. The cosmic joke that is my life. No matter how hard I try it always feels like contentment is always seconds away from my grasp. I have given up on the hope of happiness, happiness is a dream that doesn’t exist. It’s a tool used to sell you the dream of an unattainable life.