I can't call in sick. I can't just call in and take a mental health day if I'm feeling run down and need to rest and recover. I feel too spread thin. There is no one to cover for me. Promises of support are made and rescinded. My body is protesting. I find I have little energy outside of my job to muster aside from basic necessities. I rally each morning and talk myself out of bed, "It will be over soon and you can go back to bed." I don't feel like a human being. I am isolated and beyond busy. At work, more tasks pile up because apparently, I have the time. This is how much time I have: I have so much time I don't have time to grab a coffee, go to the bathroom, or talk. I scarf my lunch at my desk if I can but now have given up bringing food at all. I am tired... I am very tired.