I can't sleep again. I can't turn my feelings off. I wish I could perform well enough even with burnout to the point of feeling braindead. There's stress in every corner of every activity so I just need to do it anyways. I need to just be barely functioning. I wanna die yet I'm terrified over trivial stuff. This is so pathetic. Damn I'm so done. The worst part is that I feel hated and deserving of it, and just ashamed of how sad and anxious I always am.