My life is just an existential ennui
I guess I’ve made it. my career and status are far beyond where I started, and I’m a married man now with family. But despite the success, my habit of overthinking life hasn't left me, since I was 20 years old. There’s this persistent unhappiness inside, a feeling that life is just 'life' nothing more. I feel like we’re all just characters playing out assigned tasks in a repetitive cycle until we die. Nothing excites or impresses me anymore. I look at the world and feel a total void, constantly wondering Is this even real? are we just living in a simulation?