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I think everything from the past couple months has caught up wih me. It's to the point where I can't even get out of bed or get dressed. And I'm making up excuses so I'm not interrogated. I'm just so tired. I feel like I can barely type. It just feels like life is working against me. Working OVERTIME as a matter of fact. And I'm exhausted. And nobody cares. I'm by myself and an afterthought in everybody's world. I can't write anymore. I'll try to haul myself to school tomorrow.