I’m drowning under the weight of it all and nothing makes sense. I want to stop and go away. I need to get back to the person I was before and not the one I’m now trapped in.
Everyone wears a mask. It’s easy to hide that way. You pretend to be someone else or fake being happy. Masks though have a tendency to slip off and mine has. Nobody likes what’s underneath, including myself.
What is this crazy voice in my head making me believe all these lies?
It’s killing me but I can’t talk about it because I sound insane.
(Inspired by; https://bikurgurl.com/2018/10/10/100-word-wednesday-week-92/ with thanks).
*Writer’s note; this story is part non-fiction and sums up how I feel with my anxiety and depression right now. I’m trying to work through it.