I’m getting close to two years in a few months. Unreal, two years of my life gone like that. Misery. I pray for you all, you’re all very brave people. I wonder how long to wait before calling it quits. Is four years a reasonable time? I’m so tired. I want to work, I want to build something, I want a future. I’m just so exhausted. Every day. Yesterday I worked out, did a few sets of biceps and triceps. Today I could barely get out of bed. At the end of the day, you’re alone with this shit too. No one really cares, it’s just you. Everybody moves on. I just want my peace. I want to end it but I’m to much of a coward. I need some type of drug to put me in a deep anesthesia followed by respiratory failure and death. I pray to God if there is no recovery for me please give me uncurable cancer. What even is this, living nightmare.