One would think of sleeping as an escape, but when the same thoughts continually invade one's dreams as they do in the waking hours, how does one cope?

What makes it worse is that, in my dreams, the thoughts and visions are just that much more twisted and upsetting! I wake up in such a state of sadness and pain that life itself seems way too much to handle.

I am so tired - just so, so tired.

I cannot find peace of mind anywhere! And I HATE the thought that most of my time is spent wishing it would all end soon. What a waste!

I had the whole world in front of me, once upon a time. Now I just pray that it was all behind me...