What is a life worth living?

It's been raining for almost a week now. I know it's tag-ulan na but we haven't had this much rain for a bit longer now. Ngayon lang ulit yung halos araw-araw na ngang umuulan, maghapon pa. Nonstop.

And with the weather and all, I've been feeling incredibly sad, and hopeless, and restless, and anxious. Everyday is just "same shit;different day."

I haven't been really living these past few weeks. It's been months even. I just go with whatever life has to offer for me. Which isn't that much to be honest.

I wake up, go over the same routine the rest of the day (chores, play games, watch movies or series, sleep, then repeat it the next day) It's probably ideal for some, but really, this isn't a life worth living.

I can't even do the things I needed to do. Can't get a passport, can't get a real job. These things require money and I ain't got that. I'm tired of so many debts and loans piling up. It doesn't lessen. It just grows and grows and grows. It's suffocating.

This isn't a life worth fucking living.