Is This The End? ~ SE2 Survival Role Play

Weeks have gone by, and I've still seen no one... and I'll be honest, I think I'm starting to go a little crazy. I've always talked to myself but the other day I realized I'm acting like someone is there, and these journal entries seemed like a good idea at the time but I've thrown out most of them after seeing how insane I sound ... Editors Note: This entry goes on to ramble for a while and honestly gets a bit incoherent after this part, but I wanted to attach the beginning to this segment so that you could see the mindset I was in. I hadn't been sleeping well for weeks and while I did create a little work area and ship, everything was obviously very rushed, as if I had somewhere to be. But I've come to realize that I was starting to lose my mind, that I was just trying to stay busy in order to avoid thinking about my situation ... though none of that mattered in the long run, as things were about to get much worse. Much of the footage of the incident was unrecoverable so I kept as much as I could in, but as you'll soon see, I shouldn't have been able to recover anything ...