Emotionally, I'm completely torn up. I'm exhausted. My shoulder hurts.
I don't want to fight anymore.

I'm incredibly grateful to said best friend, her mom and her brother for letting me crash with them for a few hours and get some peace from it, even if it ended up knocking down my door later.

I'm just...done. For at the very least today, possibly tomorrow too.
Somehow, this picture seems to fit.