I’m so tired. Everything hurts. Nothing feels good anymore. It all feels forced. It’s all too heavy. I never thought I would be in this place again, but here I am. I feel like a failure. Like I’ve backslid. Like I don’t deserve to get better if I’m just going to end up right back in the same place. I feel like there’s no point in trying anymore. I can’t see beauty through the fog of how fucked up everything is. I need someone to take care of me. I need someone to help carry all of this. It’s too heavy for me.