Exhausted beyond words.

I’m not tired. I’m not exhausted. Those words are just an understatement. I honestly do not know how long more I can keep doing this to myself. Every time I try to be happy, it only lasted for awhile before everything starts to crumble.

Why do I take work so seriously when I have my school and education which is way more important. How is it fair that I’ve only worked for a couple of months but there are so much responsibility being thrown at me. Why can’t everyone just take work seriously a little bit.

I’m so angry. So mad. So frustrated. So upset. It makes me want to kill myself. Or just feel pain.

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