Sick people go to a doctor to be examined. If there's a problem, there will likely be a plan created to treat it along with follow-up appointments. Follow-up appointments can lead to more discoveries or affirmations. If the person is sick beyond what the average appointment can provide, said person may go to a specialist. If they are in urgent need, they go to a hospital where they are given a room and treated more intensely. Sometimes, the person is beyond help. There's not a damn thing anyone can do.

That last sentence is where I feel I am. Granted, hospitalization has been on my 'to do list' for some time, with me refusing to actually follow through. Thing is, I don't follow through because I can't help but consider that I'm too far gone. I'm not the one who can't accept that, others are. I think I'm a sick dog that needs put down so that others can move along. "I'm sick and it's over for me. It doesn't have to be for you." (Supernatural).

I'm a lost cause. Dead weight screaming for incineration to consume my vessel so that what's left of me can disappear with the smoke.