A Description of What 'Tired' Feels Like With Chronic Fatigue

As I breathe in, I feel like the weight of our entire existence is on my chest. Like every single person in the universe is piled on top of me, weighing me down, squashing me, suffocating me.

Each breath seems like a Herculean task. Every inhalation feels like I am fighting against the weight of the world.

Every exhalation feels like my lungs may just stay deflated forever, for the task of breathing in feels almost impossible.

So I lay here, pinned down by the task of simply breathing; because I am tired.

My bones ache. My body aches. My nerves ache. A kind of deep, gnawing, lingering ache. A hot ache. It’s an ache that drains you, it sucks the energy from within.

It’s an ache that makes even the mere thought of moving, operose.

How can I move when I can’t breathe because the entire universe is upon my chest?

I can’t get comfortable because I can’t move, because I am tired.

My eyes are heavy; it feels like if I don’t close my eyes, they may fall out of my head.

They want nothing more than to sleep, but I am so worn out and so achy I cannot sleep.

I feel like I might melt into my bed I am so tired.

I feel like my very being will disintegrate, my bones will turn to dust under the sheer weight of this overwhelming exhaustion.

I cannot get comfortable enough to rest my eyes, because I am tired.

My temples throb. A pulsating, stabbing throb. A tired throb, oh, how tired this little brain is. A throb that makes forming coherent sentences difficult.

I get annoyed with myself because I forget things.

I get annoyed with myself because my temples throb and my bones ache and my eyes hurt and breathing is hard when I am this tired.

All my energy has vanished, and suddenly I am unable to do anything.

I am unable to do anything because I am overwhelmed by the cunning fatigue, which permeates my bones and settles in my soul. The insidious fatigue that often appears without warning, rendering me useless.

The tiredness hits like a tsunami and knocks me to the floor.

I cannot function today, because I am tired.

Because I have chronic fatigue. I am not simply tired, or worn out. I am chronically fatigued.

Because simply breathing in and out is taking all the energy supplies I have.

I cannot function today, but that’s OK. I’ll try again tomorrow.