Frankly, my dear, I don't give a damn.

Step XXXIII
Exhaustion

It is a pretty common state or feeling. Drained, expired, etc.
I try to remain cordial in my dealings with those around me, but I can't, in good faith, keep slamming my head against the proverbial wall.

I really don't give a fuck that you don't like me. I can sleep at night(kind of) because I like me.

Every time you spout off your meaningless bullshit, I would take it to the heart.

Well fuck you. You are a shitty friend and I'm over it.