I think that about sums it up. I don't even know what I want to say. My head is still so muddled almost 36 hours later. I'm feel like I'm in a stupor. Like I'm moving in slow motion. Everything seems very surreal. I keep having the thought that it doesn't matter what's wrong with me. I just want to stop. I'll just live with it. I just want to be done. I can't do this anymore. But that really doesn't change anything because I will still be living with it. I just won't be any closer to an answer. But it doesn't seem like I'm getting answers. So I can't find a solution. I know this doesn't make any sense because it doesn't make any sense to me. I just want it to stop. My body has failed me. My brain is muddled. And I don't know what to do. I want to call my mom and ask her to come take care of me like I'm a little girl. Of course, I wouldn't do that. I just feel so lost.