I miss a lot of things... I miss being able to work more than 20 hours a week without breaking down. I miss having friends to go out and do things with. I miss not having to lie to my family about being ok. I miss having the energy and motivation to clean my entire apartment in one go. I miss being able to function on less than 10 hours of sleep. I miss finding joy in hobbies like reading or drawing. But most of all... I miss feeling like I'm capable of taking care of myself. I just don't think I can anymore.