Someone I know and love suffers with Dysphoric Bi-Polar Depression. In talking to him and reading about it so that I can understand him, this is what he feels like most of the time. Not all health issues are visible:
WORN
I'm so worn out.
My joints ache constantly.
All the years of heavy lifting and active living have taken their toll.
My feet, knees, and hips ache and burn all the time.
Any activity hurts like crazy; takes the wind out of my sails for just about everything.
My head aches with the weather … just want to hide from everything.
I'm so worn down.
I've been working hard since my late teens, and there's no end in sight.
Every gain offset with a setback; feels like I'm treading water in shark-infested seas.
It's just a matter of time.
Government takes half of what I earn; whiners want them to tax and spend even more.
I seem to be surrounded by people who can't stand on their own two feet.
They always have their hand out … in one way or another.
I'm so worn out.
The human race around me is overrun with short-sighted, self-absorbed idiots.
They fall for stupid marketing campaigns, and chase short-term pleasure and short-term gain as if they were the pinnacles of human achievement.
Buzz words to conceal their emptiness, without knowing what they even mean.
I can't stand being around them … almost all the time.
I'm so worn down.
Terrorism is spreading like a plague, and we open our doors and pay for their admission.
My mind sees only a small part, I'm sure … and it terrifies me.
We refuse to see it or deal with it; it won't let me sleep.
It won't let me enjoy things I used to enjoy.
Hobbies have become a very short term diversion.
I pretend they're more … but they aren't.
I'm so worn out.
Plans and ambitions; dreams I once had … none of it will likely ever happen now.
I feel so taken advantage of, so used … and so used up.
There's nothing left to give.
Going to my job each day is torture, but I can't escape my obligations.
I'm drowning in them … frustration is suffocating me.