I feel so tired that my brain is going to collapse. I feel so tired that my brain is going to collapse. Tell me about it.

A lot of fatigue in life is not physical fatigue, but mental fatigue; The world of adults, the collapse of mentality, is often in an instant.

Being a man is too tired. When you are tired, you just want to be alone. When I collapsed, maybe it was because of one sentence, tears could not stop flowing. Why am I so tired? Why me?

I wish I could go back to childhood. I hope I am just a child, without disguise, depression, loneliness and heavy burden.

I have never mentioned to anyone how lonely and miserable I really am. Walking in the society, there is no empathy, and some only know the warmth and coldness.

There are many things in this world that can't be explained, such as sudden loss, inexplicable tears, loneliness from time to time, loneliness when people go to the building, and your silent farewell.

Life without tears at night is not life, I just look happy, but those dark nights and those silent days are only known to me.

It's not that I think too much. But experience has taught me to be silent. It's not that I'm too fake But the world has taught me to protect myself.

It is not that I have changed, but that people around me have influenced their views on me because of material things. I haven't changed. I am still that heart. Maybe it's time, or maybe it's you.

I'm so tired. I have no choice. I have to stick to it and look at the road ahead. I always feel that everything is so far away.

Don't wait until you are old to find my goodness; Don't wait for me to be tired before you say you are willing to wait for me.

If there is really fate, I hope I can be myself. I don't want to be unable to explain my life to myself when I am old.

I don't like it, but in fact it doesn't matter whether I like it or not.

Endless work, endless things, tense nerves all the time, sleepless nights and hair loss, who says that the future of life can be expected?

I am depressed and my heart is tired, but I have no choice but to stick to the road arranged by others. My heart has been suffering, and I don't know when I can break the shackles.

What if you understand the truth? What if you see through the truth? If you want to eat and live, you must bend over to the present.

It is right to feel uncomfortable inside, right to be depressed inside, right to be speechless, and the adult world will gradually get used to it.

I pretend to be relaxed, pretend to be comfortable, pretend to fool everyone, but I can't fool my heart.

I am really tired. I'm too tired to hold on. I even find it difficult to relax during the break. Reality makes me breathless.

Who can I talk to when I am tired? I'm the only one who can bear it when I'm uncomfortable.

Living is very tiring, being a man is difficult, and being yourself is also difficult.