I woke up this morning feeling like I was dying. I woke up feeling like this picture. I woke up feeling like a beached whale. Like a huge creature that is being crushed by its own weight that is no longer being supported by the water. I feel like with ever step my knees or my legs are going to give out underneath me or that when I am laying down my weight is going to crush my lungs and I wont be able to breath anymore. I didn't even want to eat anything this morning but I forced myself to have some breakfast and I will make myself have some lunch so that come this evening perhaps I wont stuff myself to the point of feeling like I am going to die.
I am tired of being exhausted all the time. I know that my horrible sleep pattern is a major factor in this. I don't go to bed till like 1 or 2 each night and then I am stuck having to get up at 6 am every morning. It really starts to weigh on a person when you aren't getting enough sleep to really function and the heavier I get the less restful my sleep gets every night.
I think that I really am dying I think that if I don't work things out now and stop making excuses. No more excuses.
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