I am so tired.
I’m tired of the stress. I’m tired of the headaches that seem to merely take breaks rather than completely go away. I’m tired of being cold. I’m tired of being scared, what’s more, I’m tired of having to grit my teeth every day and face those fears. I’m tired of feeling twenty years older than I actually am.
I’m tired of being at the beck and call of others, while feeling like I have to muddle through my problems by myself. I’m tired of other people trying to live my life for me, and the guilt that comes when I don’t follow unwanted advice. I’m tired of the guilt that runs my life.
I’m tired of being.
I’m scared of doing anything about it.