I am so tired. There are no words to describe this feeling of exhaustion, but I’ll try.
It’s knowing that I can physically go out but mentally and emotionally I’m checked out.
It’s this heavy weight in my stomach, weighing me down, keeping me in my head.
It’s this gray area where I’m never really happy or really sad, just awfully apathetic.
It’s wanting to stay in bed all day because nothing else really excites you. There’s no promise in the things that were fun before.
I am so tired. I’d like to wake up, but my emotions are still asleep.
— Finding a way to wake up.