Many a times, I complain of tired. Really tired. Mentally tired, physically tired.
Sorry to sound really negative. But really, tired of everything. Worried, anxious, nervous about everything. Sometimes really sick of living.
Alone. I am alone most of the times. Mentally alone, mentally alone fighting the life battle, the struggles, the worries I face.
My parents.. arent independent nor finally independent. My sibling.. isnt someone I can rely on. And I dont have any close cousins or relatives or anyone I can pour out to.
To people at work, I am a fierce, unfriendly person. To my friends, I am probably someone who knows nothing and my opinion / advice doesnt count. And yes, I am not someone who is friendly and welcoming.
But I am not a bad person, am not calculative or cunning or proud or etc, just a simple person with no bad thoughts and always considerate towards others….
But yet… Sigh.
I am tired. Depressed.. and lonely.
