Do I even matter to anyone? Or anything? It doesn’t seem so. The waves of worthlessness and significance fluctuate like waves in the sea, as I am swallowed up by the confusion and uncertainty of the meaning behind my existence. Everyone yearns to be needed. Each and every one of us needs to feel even for a little bit, that they matter to at least one person/thing. I’m not sure I can say that. And thats an overwhelming and sad feeling.