Sometimes I feel so tired. I feel tired from the very core of me, the very essence of my being. It’s a kind of tired that says “please don’t make me do any more” and “just stop now, it’s okay to go home and lay down.”
No matter how good I feel on any given day or at any given time, the exhaustion comes back. The fatigue of getting up and living with depression has put a stain on my soul that no matter how hard I scrub and scratch away at it, it doesn’t go away, it doesn’t fade.. When is it okay to lay down? When is it okay to give up?
I want to float away.



















