I’m not sure if I can do this any more. Everything is just weighing on me so heavily. Everything. I thought if I learned to let go of my anger and my hatred, that things would get better. It just left this hole in me where the anger used to sit, and it’s so perfectly shaped to it that nothing else fits. I can’t even fill it back up with what used to be. There’s nothing. Nothing is left. And now I’ve lost my job due to bankruptcy, can’t afford to fix my car, and no other jobs near me. I’m exhausted and there seems to be no end in sight. I have $40 left to my name. That’s after I sold my bed and anything else of much value. I have nothing else I can sell. After this, I guess that’s just it. End of the road.