I can't remember why...

I need help to even be able to think of why I should wake up...why I am fighting.

I feel...I feel...is that part of the problem?
Seeing those who hurt...it's like it is pulled into my soul...

I'm so tired...so tired...

I'm trying to smile but I'm so tired and I ache so badly right now...

Jesus...please do not leave me here with myself as my only companion.

Oie.

So beyond tired and weariness...feeling sick but have been worse...

Not looking to the trip back...I hate driving.

Could be worse I suppose.