May 20th Tuesday.
I'm still feeling low. I've spent the day under my blanket on the settee. Tired of doing life, from the bottom of my heart I am tired. I get a good 8-9 hours sleep a night (because I'm medicated) but I'm still tired through the day. I feel drained. I'm submerged in water with just my head staying afloat. That's how I feel. I'm riddled with grief. My body is tired. Tired of fighting everyday to stay alive. The only comfort I get is when I climb into bed at night. I love being asleep. Its my escape from this shitty world we live in. I try so hard everyday to survive, but it drains you. I'm so depressed i hate it. I hate my life. I hate being alive. Today I wish I was dead.
I need something good to happen before I end up giving up on life.
That's it for today.
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