This morning there is no fight left in me. I give up. I feel ancient. I feel like I have seen it all, done more than my part and just cannot carry on.
I don't know where God is and if He cares at all. Why didn't He make me different? So somebody could love me and take care of me? Or tougher, so I could cope?
I don't know which emotions are real, I don't know which facts are true and which are just illusions.Tricks played by my own mind? Drug induced?
I don't want to be here anymore. I don't want to face another day. I just can't do this any more.
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