"I am tired. My whole self hurts. My thoughts are racing, creating scenarios, and I can't focus at all, on anything. I am lost in front of their power. I try to fight; but then I think it's pointless. Why should I fight?

I cried so much in the past period. I'm exhausted. I want to escape. 

The only consolation is that it could be worse, and that this 'worse' chose to not happen to me. Yet. 
Hopefully, it never will."

Originally written: Apr 2016


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