I’m so tired. I’m tired of not having my license and living at home and not feeling like an adult. I’m tired of not working but also tired of not knowing what I want to do. I’m tired of not going to school and tired of not doing what I even want to do in school. I’m tired of having a best friend that doesn’t think about me in the slightest and doesn’t even ask how I am anymore. I’m tired of running a forum for two years and not being able to take a break without feeling like I’m failing everyone. I’m tired of not having any friends to go out and feel like I’m actually living my life with. I’m tired of being in a relationship with someone so far away who has a serious health condition. I’m tired of saying I love you and of being cheerful and of being the person who doesn’t mind being forgotten or to talk to your problems about to. I’m tired of being a babysitter at any notice because I obviously don’t have any life. I’m tired of my depression and anxiety getting in the way of my feeling rested or at peace. I’m tired of being tired.