I want to sob, but I have to go to work instead. My chest has been hurting all day and my heart has been pounding. I don’t understand why it was so hard for me to walk away from that. Work sleep stress work sleep stress work sleep stress. I can’t even leave the house to do other things anymore because the time I have in between just doesn’t seem like enough. People keep asking me what I’m doing on my birthday tomorrow, but I don’t even want to think about it because I’m working ten hours. I’m a depressed zombie wherever I go, and people are literally afraid of me.
I'm so tired just so fucking tired.












