What's wrong

I wish I.knew what was wrong with me... I'm not me... I haven't been myself. I can't stop the tears. I can't cure the pain. I just wish I was myself again.
I have been sick for the past 3 weeks. I haven't drank so much pepto in the past months than I have my entire life. I'm tired of getting out of bed in the morning, I'm tired of driving to work.
Dave and I are good. Or so I think. I.don't even know anymore. I'm tired of trying to figure it out and make everyone happy.