Man, I don’t wanna go to sleep. There isn’t a whole lot for me to wake up for anyways. I’ll wake up, walk my mom to work, come home and go back to sleep. This is what I always do until she gets out of work. I love my mom so much but I can’t find a reason to enjoy life outside of keeping my mom safe/happy. It’s not like I think I have the absolute worst life ever because I don’t but I wish I was happier. As a kid, I smiled so much but now most of my smiles are “forced” in a way. Almost like I’m mocking the concept of laughter and not truly laughing. My uncle stopped talking to me because I think he’s in another surgery and he’s one of the few family members I can rely on. This is quite bothersome but hopefully things will be better soon.