Sleep is for the dead.

I honestly cannot tell when was the last time I had a good decent sleep. These days I find it hard to even tell the difference between my dreams and reality. Everything seems so fragmented, like bits of my reality are really just dreams masquerading as day. Even my sleep seems so surreal, I am constantly abruptly waking up because of assignments and so forth.
I'm too proud to obviously ask for help, but sometimes, I wish someone would lend a hand regardless...
But, this is my burden to bear. and the one thing, even if it is the only thing, that I do well...is take everything the world throws at me! or atleast i'd like to believe.