I'm too tired of everything. There's a movie where, just before sunrise, someone says "You know, more people die now, just before the dawn, than at any other time of day. It seems to me as if night whispers 'come away with me to the west, sleep forever. What has another day to offer you?'" That's how I feel, that another day has nothing to offer me, and the thought of another month or another year is excrutiating, tortuous to contemplate. I just don't know what to do with myself anymore, don't have any hope left.