Sunday, unfun-day

I’m miserable and angry. Not at anything in particular, but everything in general.
Since I decided to cowardly walk away from my life’s purpose, who I am, there has been this continual sense of hatred. A hatred that is directed towards almost everyone and everything.
After 30 years of being on the inside and a whistleblower, I walked away. It is my disheartening belief that humanity is not worth trying to save anymore; collectively as a species, we get what we deserve.
From here, I do not know where to go. If it were possible, I would quit life.
There is no manual on what to do when one walks away from everything, abandoning who they because of frustration, anger, and an “I just can’t do it anymore” attitude.
Most people’s advice is trite and empty platitudes designed more to make them feel better than me. That just annoys me.