Overwhelmed

Every day is the same. They take and they take and they never stop taking. I can't tell anyone or they will just take more. More time, more energy, more me. They refuse to understand. I'm not just tired. I'm exhausted. I don't see any point in this daily routine where all that happens is I lose more of myself. 

I don't have that same passion. I barely make it through the day anymore. I'm at my breaking point and I can't get past this barrier. I have nothing I look forward to anymore. When I'm home I want to be away. When I'm away I just want to go home. 

I don't even know what I'm working for anymore. Did I ever really have a goal? At least one that I could actually reach? I don't want to get up anymore. I don't want to leave my bed. I don't want to strive for great things. I don't want to do anything.

I feel so caged. 

Nobody is listening. Nobody cares. Everyone tells me that I'm doing fine. How do they know what I'm going through? I'm not doing fine. I'm falling apart. I'm crying myself to sleep. I'm not going to sleep. I'm not talking to the people I would usually call my friends. I'm not living for me anymore. I'm not doing my best because I want too anymore. It feels more like a hassle than an achievement now. I used to take such pride in the things I did. Now I do them with a frown on my face because they just seem pointless and dull. There is no joy in anything anymore. 

I can slowly feel myself start to lose who I am. And no one seems to be stopping me.