I think about dying but i don't wanna die. Not even close. Infact my problem is the complete opposite. I want to live. I want to escape. I feel trapped & bored & claustrophobic. There's so much to see and so much to do but i somehow still find myself doing nothing at all. I'm still here in this metaphorical bubble of existence and i can't quite figure out what the hell i'm doing or how to get out of it. shared it cause i feel most of us, as we r growing have felt it at some point of our life. Take care guys