Growing concerned about my inability to do anything.

I basically have nightmares, try to cope all day by pushing myself into self-care and hate it, avoid everything, call out of work too often and worry about money.

I don't know what's happening to me right now. I've changed a lot and it's very negative.

Or this is the last phase of burnout. I don't care about anything but I'm stressed about everything.

It's miserable.

I'm tired of fighting. Tired of pushing. Tired of trying and being treated like crap. Starting to believe I am crap.

And I have to perk up because it's summer and my son needs me every day. I have to be a better person or I'll never have a friend.

But I'm deeply sad and anxious.

Nobody cares, nobody can help me because people don't help each other anymore.

It's my life, it's the world around me.

I search for positivity, I fight myself to smile and have energy, but I'm ultimately very extremely tired and the anxiety is killing me.

I don't want to give up, I just don't know what to do anymore. I don't have a place in the world. I don't have family, no real life friends. And it's my fault because I'm burnt out I can't be enough.

I wish I could stop caring completely. But I can't fall apart because my son needs me.

I just can't do it all alone anymore. It's been so long. I'm so tired. It doesn't get better.

I need help and I know nobody will ever help or care about me because I'm too far gone.