This last accident was the last straw. I always try so hard to hide or fake being okay, but I can’t this time. I’m tired of it. I’m in constant pain. Its hard for me to stay awake, I’m constantly drowsy and I can’t remember what just happened 30 minutes ago for the life of me. Breathing is a bitch.
Symptoms are getting worse but when people ask, of course my response is a smile followed by, “Oh I feel so much better!” which is the lie.
People have this so much worse than I do, which makes me feel like a quitter. Weak. Powerless.
But I’m just so tired of it. I don’t want to live like this anymore. Sometimes, I’d just rather not live.
You may say I’m just being lazy, but you don’t know what I go through. What I feel. What I live with. What I hide so you don’t give me your pity.
I just want to give up. I think it’s time to give up. What’s the point in pushing on when there’s a new struggle added daily?
No releases. Just added pain.