I am tired, but my body refuses to die. It’s the constant hum of pain. Living in a body that constantly hurts is an exhausting experience. It’s not just the sharp, stabbing moments or the dull, throbbing aches; it’s the constant, low-grade hum of pain that fills every quiet moment. It’s the kind of tired that sleep can’t fix, a deep-seated weariness that seeps into your bones and colors every thought.

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