I feel like I'm living in a fog.  I don't know where or who I am anymore.  I've lost myself, can't remember who I used to be.  I've become this shell of a person, you can hardly call it living.  Sure I'm alive, but not more than the most basic meaning of that word.  I breathe, I sleep, my heart beats, but beyond that there is no life in me.  I just don't see the point anymore.  I feel something inside of me, but I don't know what it is.  Whatever it is, it's tearing me apart inside, and I don't know how to stop it.  Do I have a reason to live?  If I do, I can't remember it . . .  And if I can't remember it, is it really there at all anymore?  Is there a point?  I can't see one, and I think I'm losing all hope of ever seeing one again.