Am I getting worse again? I thought it was finally over. I thought I hit a wall. Sleep was my escape. And even when I had a dream or nightmare it wasn’t the worse thing in the world. But last night…. It played on my worse fear.
A fear I have to keep to myself for the most part because I don’t want others to develop the same fear I have. It eats away at you all day. Making you feel sick and empty inside. Making everything pointless. I just want to wake up and be better 🙁