I know how you feel. I'm so tired of pretending I'm fine. I just want to crawl into bed and forget the world exists. I want to break down. I'm so tired of holding it together. I understand your anger. I'm so angry at having to deal with this disease. I'm trying to remember all the people who care about me and love me. I'm trying to focus not on everything I have to today, but just on the next thing to do. Don't give up.