[Tigereyes]

Why even get out of bed when there's no reason to live. The purpose of each day is to try to slow how quickly and horribly my life falls apart. But it already pretty much has. I can't do shit to change any of it. I feel horrible physically too. Why not just let everything fall apart and not try to stop it? I can't stop it. Why fight it? I'm too tired to keep fighting for nothing. They won't even treat my severe fatigue. Or believe me.

Resting won't help me find energy to cook

Grief doesn't go away. It doesn't come in waves. It's constant, neverending. There's just too much that time cannot erase...