you think that you're so alone in the world then you read literature from hundreds of years ago and you realize that other people have always felt this way

your loneliness has ancestors, your soul has company ⋆˙⟡♡

Actually, you are enough. Even if you don’t work. Or study. Or go out. Or have friends. Or have family. You’re enough because you exist and your existence is enough to be enough because you are not a product. You are not a sum of output. You are not a task to complete. But because you are something the universe wanted and put here even if you’ll never understand why. Somewhere in the cosmos your existence makes a difference, even if it’s not the way others existences do.