I'm tired of the seemingly endless appointments that we have with doctors.
I'm tired of worrying... I cannot worry about how it is going to be days, month or years from today. My daughter is still pretty small for us to determine how it is going to be.
I'm tired of feeling frustrated because I still do not have the answers.
I'm tired of crying my eyes out. My face hurts already.
I'm tired of always carrying this gripping anxiety in my chest.
I'm tired of having all these noises in my head. The questions just keep on going round and round... what's the point when there are no answers?
I'm tired of being tired.
I tired of trying to change the situation... I have no control.
I guess the only recourse I have left is to change ME.