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.