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I've been emotionally tired and weary last year but physically, no. My body is always up for all those challenges, the staying up until 2 am, the lack of proper meals. Now, I feel my back aching. I can barely sleep well. Honestly, I'm emotionally burned out, too. Burned out. I get so discouraged. I don't think I'm going to survive. I don't think I'm ever going to be able to just barrel through life. I don't think I'll be able to play it right. In times like these, no amount of "it's okay" encouragements, pats on the back, warm smiles can be even just a bit of help to me. In times like these, I just succumb to tears. I just cry. Let it all pour out. It brings the slightest hint of comfort that tonight, you can still cry, you can still sob, you can empty your heavy chest. Tonight. All for tonight. Tomorrow? Who knows? Tomorrow, I'll just be feeling numb, indifferent, apathetic.

I'm tired.