I can feel myself slowly beginning to shut out the people closest to me. I feel like I'm imploding into the very cave I call a chest. As if my lungs were swallowing my organs from the inside out. Breathing is a chore. Not even ambien can keep The Great Sadness away. I am broken, and I'm not sure I will fully recover from this.
Here I go. Doing what I do best. If I shut out the reality of the world, I can't get hurt, right? If I build a fortress around my castle, nothing should get to it, right?
I can't live without my mom...
Suffocating from within,
Niki FM.
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