Mental Health Support

Please let me be clear. I found my purpose. However that purpose does not jibe with the greed and self absorbed-ness that is modern America. My purpose does not feed or clothe me in this society. My purpose... that thing that gives me meaning... is belittled and insulted in some circles. I have my purpose. It just won't let me survive in this society. Why bother when this is how society feels about me and my efforts? I used to stand defiantly. Well, being defiant takes a lot of energy and I am too old for that anymore. Better to remove myself before I have to suffer more than I have already. There is no reason to suffer when there is no reason to get through it. I am not wanted, except for my failing arms and legs because they always need wage slaves. I cannot do that anymore either. There is nothing left. According to what I see now, everything I ever did was a waste of time and meaningless. Well, it had meaning to me. That in itself should account for something. It does not. If my entire life's work is to be seen as worthless, then I am being seen as worthless. I cannot survive without help. No one wants to do that because their ROI would be nil. These days, no one invests in any way without being assured of a 1000% return. That is an insane prospect when one is referring to human beings. We don't care, though. This country will go on in whatever form it decides to go with. No one's life will be adversely affected by my passing. No country will collapse. No industry will suffer the loss of an innovator. Nothing will change. That is the legacy that I leave behind.

Nothing.