I was in Quebec for a month. I was with the best people. They were amazing hosts. Took me to beautiful places, played fun games, and cooked delicious food. But I felt alone and life felt pointless.
I came to Toronto, to stay with my close friends. We eat good food, have fun and shop together. But I feel alone and life is pointless.
Is there ever going to be a time when I feel at ease? Is this just a false sense of alarm and unease that my brain is creating for me?
Is this unhappiness from within?