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Esoteric Update #206 - New Year, No Happy


So, time for an update?

Eh...

Let me just indulge myself for a bit. I don't think I've ever had holidays quite as miserable as these last two weeks. Never in my life did I feel just so hopeless and inconsolably sad. But really, does it even matter? I realise fully that no one cares and that even this text will get, at best, token attention, if any. No one will read this, stop to think about it and respond. And I've long since stopped expecting any such thing to happen.

Existence is screaming into a void, and the void itself is dark and silent. I don't want to be here. I don't want to exist. Life has become a chain of suffering, a process of continuing one from one soul-crushing, painful experience to another. I have no idea what the point of any of it is, and I've not had the slightest idea what it might be for a long time now. It just happens by inertia. I wake up and play out the farce that is each day until I'm too tired to continue and go to sleep again. Rinse and repeat; take with two fistfuls of pills each day, and remember to dress your wounds that never entirely heal.

Ultimately it doesn't matter. I don't matter. What I want doesn't matter. What hurts me doesn't matter. What I think doesn't matter. What I say doesn't matter. What I do doesn't matter. Nothing I've ever accomplished matters to anyone. Nothing I could ever accomplish matters to anyone. And I have no right to ask anyone for it to be different. So I can only linger here, at the edge of this void. I have nowhere else to go; there's no prospect for anything to improve.

At the very least, that's how I feel after the events of the last few months.

Some of you reading this might realise that I have issues with chronic pain. Some of you might even remember that I had a situation with overdosing on painkillers last year, leading to being put on a much stricter dosing program. That coloured the whole end of the year for me. Where I usually manage to find some joy in the holidays, this year, I couldn't. Over the last two weeks, I've barely eaten, spent most of my time either trying to force myself to work or just looking off into the distance, and struggled through every moment when I was awake. And I've not slept much. It has been hard to sleep for more than two or three hours before waking up...

I don't know if things will get better or if they can. Sometimes it just feels like this is it — the rest of my life, everything that remains for me to experience. Sometimes I wish to disappear, or at the very least that I could stop wanting to create. But it's not something that can happen. Ego death would be far, far too kind for me, considering how things are going. Maybe I can at least hope for a better pain management program that lets me live more comfortably.

Ultimately, everything written here is just an excuse for my incompetence. In the end, I will never be good enough.

But, for what it's worth, what did I do over the last two weeks? Does it matter? Next week I'll put out a regular update. I won't feel better. I'll just feel well enough to pretend and put up the usual, more informative post.

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This is my first time here - I discovered this via a link inside Love of Magic, while I was playing earlier.  I have yet to try Esoteric (moments away, actually), but something compelled me to click this update as I scrolled down the main page, so here I am.  I even made my itch.io account, (finally - I have lurked around here and there for a long time), specifically so that I could respond to this. 

I don't know you, or what your project is like, but I did read this post. Believe it or not, I do care.  And while I can not honestly say that I know exactly what it is like, these things that you feel...the way that you describe them makes me want to say, yes, I do know exactly what you mean. 

My life went to shambles about five, six years ago, and it has been...a continuous state of varying levels of misery, a day to day existence that has a singular purpose - to see what torments the universe has in store for me next. What family I had left are gone, friends I thought I could count on vanished without a trace... A cascade of events out of my control leading to the opportunity of experiencing life when forced to be transient, homeless, with literally no one I could turn to to ask for help. Sleeping under a bench to keep out of the rain, so much energy on a daily basis just...surviving... drove home how...worthless I am. The staggering weight of my own incompetence and lack of having done, or of doing, anything worthwhile.. 

It definitely puts things in a certain kind of perspective. A dark one.

I struggle with not wanting to exist, as well.  And at some point, I actually convinced myself that it was better for everyone, and everything, if I didn't... something I am still trying to undo, to this day. When I can convince myself that I should, anyway. When you can't shake the sadness, it is difficult to do a lot of things.

I do not suffer from chronic pain, at least not physical pain - I do suffer from (and have since I was young) very, very bad depression, and the way you describe how you feel...I could not have said it better.  I know what it is like.  I know how hard it IS.

I do not mean to come across as minimizing, or anything like that. You've said below that you will endure - when you're always in that space, that void, it is a lot harder than some may think.

I don't expect my own life to get any better, even though I am at least not sleeping on the streets anymore. And I am able to interact with the few things that do bring me some measure of peace, if not slivers of happiness - interacting with the creations of other people. Learning new things. Trying to find my own spark of creativity that I dimly remember having, now gone for so long.

This...may not help, in any way. I'm not sure what I was trying to do, here. Hope and I have been estranged for a long, long time, so...I wish things improve for you, though. I'm lending my energy for that, though I am unsure how much it will help things. I'm not a wizard, after all...yet?

While I find it hard to care about myself as much as I should, these days, it hasn't stopped me from caring about others. Even those I have never met. Enough to get me to finally create an account here and ramble on while probably not improving anything. Felt like something I had to do, though. It can be lonely out here.

Plus, now your existence matters to another person. What you say, too, or else I wouldn't be here. Having read the description of your game before heading in to this post, I think I am going to like it, as well. So there is that, too.  But I've talked enough. Too much, easily.

I don't know you, and you don't know me. That is okay. And if we never exchange words, that is okay, as well. We share the enduring, and maybe, just maybe, that is enough.

Ah, I hope you weren't too disappointed with what you found there.

That is a rough story and unfortunately one I've heard from quite a few people. But then, if there is a way to describe the world, unkind and uncaring would be up there in terms of accuracy. I'm glad to hear things have improved for you in the end.

I'm doing better myself, to some degree. There is still no happiness to be had, but I endure. And while that's as much as I can do right now, at least I'm not failing at it.

We're wishing for you to get the better pain management you desire.
As for not mattering; you and what you're working on matter to us.
Well, what you're working on matters to at least a few of us.
And while we don't know you personally, reading this makes us concerned for your wellbeing; so we'd say you have importance to us.

We do hope things get better and stay better this year. Sorry it took so long for us to notice this update; the holidays have been a mildly hectic event for the past few weeks.

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It's ok, I'll endure.

Bro I’m worried about you. I’m grateful for your updates, even if you don’t make any progress in the game I’m just happy to hear from you. I hope this year is kinder on you and you manage to find more joy in everything. As excited I am to play this game, I just want to know you’re doing well in life. Even if it means sleeping well, eating enough, and hydrating. Take care and hope you enjoy this new year. Happy New Years bro.

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I'll endure, I always do.