What is exhaustion exactly? When you have given all you've got. And you've got nothing left.
I'm not exhausted in physical sense. Financial. God, I hate money! I've used up all my savings and now I have to depend on my dad again. I hate it that he can't give me what I want when I want. If like to leave that to myself. If I could. Maybe I can. But I think too much of what the society thinks of me. Not much already, but why take the chance? I'm gutless.
And living life over. Maybe with an opportunity or not. Scared to death to think of telling my dad that I might require more money. Why does this happen. Why do the thing we think doesn't happen.?
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