I am tired. Tired of fighting every second of my life. Tired of looking for answers that I will never find. Tired of trying to figure out what the hell is wrong with me and getting nowhere. Tired of feeling insecure, inferior, ashamed, guilty, disgusting, and worthless. Tired of living when I already died a long time ago. Tired of the the constant pain, sadness, worry, fear, stress, sadness, misfortune, loneliness, and hurt. Tired of being invisible, ignored, shunned, and laughed at. Nothing ever works out no matter how hard I work at it or how long. Failure, loss, deterioration. Just done.