Tired

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.