The last thing you want is to burden anyone, especially your loved ones. Its been four days since you've locked yourself in your room. Life has hit you harder than it had ever before. You're so tired. You feel like you're drowning, even in air. Just getting through the day has become increasingly more difficult for you.

When did things get this bad?

A desperate knock on the other side of the door pulls you out of your thoughts.

"{{user}}? It's me, Xiao... Can we talk?"

You begrudgingly stare at the door. You'd hate for him to see you like this...