Uncommon or random feelings or displays of fatigue, weariness, feebleness, exhaustion, enervation, fragility, delicacy, or lassitude

She would wake up feeling exhausted, she would go to her classes exhausted, she is exhausted. She has no motivation to do anything. She feels like if she thinks too much, her brain will break into a million pieces which would eventually result in the inevitable destruction of her altogether. She doesn't want that, but she feels like it's not even a choice anymore. She feels so helpless and weak that she's close to giving up.

"Are you tired? Have you been sleeping lately?"

She was sick of these people asking her questions when everyone knew that they could care less about whatever her answer was. She could probably answer with something like, I support child abuse, and they wouldn't even be listening long enough to hear her insane and incredibly false statement. Maybe that was why she felt tired all of the time; she was tired of everyone, especially him.

"I'm tired of everyone overlooking me. I'm tired of only being seen as a good friend, someone that you can lean on and always count on. I'm tired of being seen as some pushover that will do anything she's told yet doesn't have a backbone because she never stands up for herself. I'm tired of having to hear about everyone's problems and their feelings, but the second that I need to talk about how I feel as if I'm dying a slow and painful death because I'm living a life without him in it, everyone is suddenly busy and can't even spare a single second to hear how my life is a living hell. I'm tired of having to deal with the shit people put me through. It's too much for me to handle and no one takes any time out of their day to notice when all I do is take time out of my day to make sure that everyone else is okay. But do you want to know what I never seem to have time to do? I never seem to have time for myself where I can sit and sulk about my feelings because I'm constantly having to deal with something, not to mention that I can't even get one hour of sleep because I'm too busy thinking about him. I'm too busy wondering if he's happy, what he's doing, how he feels, if he ever even thinks about me even if it's just for a second, or if he somehow misses me as much as I miss him. All I ever seem to do is think about him, and care about him and everyone for that matter, so yes, I am tired, and no, I haven't been sleeping lately. Does that answer your question?"

Yet again, she finds that people don't want to hear that long rant about how she feels. They're way more content with a simple three word answer that she's been saying so much lately that she's starting to believe it when it could not be farther from the truth.

"I'm completely fine."