Broken

I feel broken.

Mentally, emotionally, physically. It’s exhausting keeping up with the day-to-day but I have to and so I do. But I want to curl up in the dark with my puppies and sleep. Everything seems off, nothing is right. I try, I fail. Every effort unnoticed or unappreciated. All I want to do is sleep and when I do it’s never enough.

Crying. Unexplained pain. Migraines.

I feel broken.

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But there’s tomorrow. I will try tomorrow.