Big sigh

It is almost 7am and I STILL cannot go to sleep. I can't do this shit anymore...living...yet I keep doing it. I forget what I am fighting for sometimes...everything kind of gets overshadowed sometimes...I'm not even fighting, I'm only existing. What kind of life is that? I don't have anything left for the people I love. I'm starting to hate my birthday a little...its becoming more like the day I died than the day I was born. Not my fault but eh...life's not fair, right?