Knotted

I cry when I'm extremely extremely frustrated. You know that feeling like your heart is tied up in a very very tight knot and you can't unravel it. There's nothing but frustration.

Also a sign that I've finally run out of 'social energy'. Flatlined. Coded. 

This time, I feel alone too, even while seemingly needing to be alone. Horrible irony. More frustration. 

Are we weak and heavy laden,
cumbered with a load of care?
Precious Savior, still our refuge,
take it to the Lord in prayer.
Do your friends despise, forsake you?
Take it to the Lord in prayer!
In His arms He’ll take and shield you;
you will find a solace there.