Jailed

“At this point, is life really worth living?” I thought to myself.

The thoughts consumed me, dragging me deeper into the abyss of despair.

Nothing had changed; I was still the same old wimp I once was, trapped in the endless cycle of self-doubt and inadequacy.

Without the system, I feel like nothing, like nobody.

It was my lifeline, my source of validation and purpose.

Everything I had worked for, everything I had accomplished, it all meant nothing in the harsh light of reality.

I was just being a jackass for no reason, my arrogance and attitude nothing short of childish.

And to think that my own brother, possibly my entire family, wanted me dead.

But perhaps there was a glimmer of hope amidst the darkness, a chance to rediscover my worth and redefine my purpose.

Maybe, just maybe, true strength lies not in the power of a system, but in the resilience of the human spirit.

It's time to pick myself up, dust off the remnants of my shattered ego, and forge a new path—one built on hum

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