First, this is beautifully written. Be encouraged in that friend, I strive to be able to write like this and I am inspired by you.

Yet, sometimes the silence manifests as misery. A miserable feeling. A feeling that you are wasting your one precious life.

When our loved ones are asleep, when the notifications don’t ding, when we are alone late in night. That’s when the monsters creep in. The demons of doubt are always in the periphery and they wait until we are at our weakest… alone.

resentment toward my responsibilities, intense ideation of a different life, time traveling to the past, and a desire to do nothing but seek comfort and indulge in it.

I relate to this strongly, and it can come to a point that it is crippling. For me that manifests in procrastination, just allowing myself to be taken away by the distractions and the alternative time lines. But we fight against it don’t we, we must.

Here’s my take:

One person can look into your life and your work, say, "I understand, keep going," and you flourish as a result.

For me, that one person is Christ. In those moments when you are alone, in the darkness, and the demons of doubt are biting at your heal, I remember that I’m actually not alone, I never was. When I’m fallen, face down in the mud, he’s down in the mud with me and he says “I understand, keep going.” He’s the one that keeps me going, keeps me encouraged and as long as I remember he’s there I never feel alone. I say this as a long distance truck driver, who’s literally always alone.