I’ve got to the point where I feel so exhausted I can’t do anything. Those that have been judging me this week can think what they like because I really do not have the energy to kick back at anyone’s opinions. I feel too tired to waste my remaining energy trying to convince people that have actually never met me that I’m a decent person. I have no energy to even cook myself a meal. I’ve even something but it wasn’t that much because I wore myself out making a sandwich. Whether anyone believes me or not, I’m more than sorry for everything that happened. I held onto the hurt and I’m sorry. I’m off to sleep and hope I wake up with more energy tomorrow. I’ve got no choice but to go out tomorrow.