At one point three years ago I realized I couldn't be myself and survive in this world. Ever since, I think I've been gradually killing all aspects of myself. I don't know how far along I've gone but I'm pretty much nothing at this point, I'm not sure why anyone would hang around with nothing unless they're tired of being something. I guess that's why people talk to you Jed. I have no idea what I'm doing, and I'm pretty sure no one else does either, they just think they do. I've surrendered to as much as possible at this point, letting the universe do whatever it pleases to me, and so far it's been quite nice after first going through a phase of torture. So here I am, still breathing but with no personality, no preference, and hardly a semblance of self. I guess I did it, even though I don't know what 'it' is.
Any advice from here Jed? Otherwise I'll just keep doing the only thing I know, surrendering.