I feel dead. I feel dead inside. I feel like I am walking around and no one can see me. I am tired of crying, of wasting tears over pain, over being sick. Over no one understanding my chronic pain. I am tired. I hate myself when I look in the mirror. Most days I want to die because I am tired of my pain yet I linger on. I don’t know that anyone even understands that feeling. I just don’t know. I am feeling completely let down…by people but I’m also sorry I am always in mental or physical pain. I didn’t ask to be sick. I don’t want to be sick. I just want someone to be there and to listen to me and to care- to actually care- not pretend they care. Learn about me! Learn about my illness and maybe learn more things to say. What happened to caring? What happened to love? What happened to empathy?