I’m always heavy with this weight, this burden. I don’t know exactly what it is, but I’ve been carrying it for so long. Each step I take is longer and heavier than the one before. I’m getting tired. I don’t know how to stop. All I want is to close my eyes and rest for a while. I’m so weary…

But at the same time this heaviness has become my home. It’s comfortable. It’s familiar. I don’t know how to drop it and I’m not even sure what I would do if I ever did. I’m afraid of the freedom, of the lightness. I’m afraid I’ll float up into the sky and never come down. I don’t know what to do. I’m so tired… but also so afraid.

I don’t know what to do or where to turn.

I’m very alone in this world.