Feeling lost, confused, and disoriented because I don’t know where I am or where I’m going in a life that seems to have no purpose other than my suffering. Feeling unsure and bewildered because I don’t know who I am or who I want to be. Feeling perplexed and unclear because nothing makes sense, from the feelings of an individual like me to the actions of society as a whole, nothing makes sense, and so much of this society has as little a purpose as my own existence. Feeling Bri’ish because I miss the glorious days of my past, when I felt on top of the world and was able to convince myself that I had a bright future, and now all I can do is daydream, drink to forget all the suffering I’ve caused, and pretend that the bad days will be over soon (they won’t).