The entire weekend I was maybe only out of bed for about 6 hours including Friday. I’m a level of exhausted I’ve never been before and certainly never in summer. My partners bipolar and paranoia has taken a toll on me and my body is giving up. I prefer not to be awake and even if I aspire to do something in the day I can’t force myself to. The only area in my life I can keep it somewhat together is work, but that’s because once that finally collapses I will be completely out of hope.