I don't know if this is taking a toll on me.
I don't feel like me anymore.
I no longer find meaning in doing things that I use to like.
I'd rather hid at home and sleep.
Sleeping has just been my new best friend, and my way of hiding from everything.
I can't face up to what's happening.
Feeling cowardly has just added on to my misery.
I'm afraid.
Who's to tell?