Today is a bad day. I am tired, emotionally, physically and mentally. I've said this before plenty of times. I suffered from PPD, and I believe it's still here. Today is just a bad day. I'm emotionless. I'm tired of being a human step stool, a human pillow, a chef, a teacher, a doctor. I'm tired of being a savior. I'm tired of making sure everyone and e erything else is okay before myself. I'm tired of giving advice. Tired of feeling like no one is here for ME. I hate that nothing is going my way. I just feel so lost. I hate feeling like this.