I'm tired and sick of being tired and sick.

I didn't know that I actually fell sick because of depression and stress. This pain may relieved but the scars are always permanent.

I'm on the verge of breaking down, the strength I have to hold myself together is slowly fading away. When emotionally I'm tearing apart, physically I'm fragile. It's difficult, isn't it ? Fighting to be strong when you're dying a little inside. I couldn't barely breathe, I couldn't wake up, I couldn't open my eyes and I know I'm too weak to survive.