I’m so tired of having to be the capable one, the smart one, the strong one, the whatever one. I can’t afford anything. My job is slowly draining what little I have left. All I want to do is sleep. I don’t even want to eat anything or work on my hobbies or read a book or watch a movie or anything. Every single day I’m just biding my time until I can go back to bed. Everything feels so pointless and empty. Nothing matters. It doesn’t matter how good of a job I do today, it just starts over again tomorrow. Is there a meaning to anything anymore?