It is like I haven't been to sleep in days every morning when I wake up, only it doesn't go away like it used to. I can sleep anywhere, any time of the day, for as long as life will let me. I pray not to wake up most of the time, but that only leaves me weighted down with guilt.
I feel like an ingrate without any sign of hope. If I could find a way to switch places with someone who deserves everything I have been given, I would in a heartbeat. I've spent so long trying to make the best of my blessings, but I just sink further down into this pit of possessions and temporary fixes.