If apathy were a crime, I believe that I'd be in federal prison.

I think that I have finally come to a place where I cannot move. Every single step feels like it's through a thick wall of sticky syrup. I can't wake up because I don't want to. Every waking moment is a chore...completely unnecessary. How do you fight that?

I focus on the most mundane things...and it makes me sick. Why the hell do I worry so much? Why let something completely occupy 98% of your thoughts when you can't change a single thing about it? I haven't had something take up this much of my brain EVER. EEEEVVVEEERRR. It's like a damn stick stuck in the gears of my life.