Waking up in the middle of the night.

Distressing over everything.

Don't even have the energy to go into details.

Venting has become a luxury.

I do it in my own head now.

What's the word to describe that feeling?
The one you get when you're tortured by everything and you get to wake up in the middle of the night to relive it again in your head and find that you have bloody nobody to share your woes with?


And I wonder if it's gonn be like this for the rest of my life.
quite frankly a scary thought.
:(