My mind. It hurts.
My thoughts are eating me alive.
Sleep is not my ally tonight.
Nor has it been for some time now.
I fear closing my eyes because my dreams haunt me.
Opening my mind to face a distorted reality that villainizes me.
It's all my fault
That's what I hear my subconscious say anytime something goes wrong.
And it eats me alive. Killing me slowly.
My family is dysfunctional, past dysfunctionality.
My friends, must be make belief because its only when things get rough that they vanish.
I keep my problems to myself, at least for the most part.
I don't wish to put that burden on anyone else.
But yet I offer to take their burdens too, I only wish to help.
Because I know how awful it can be to feel alone with no one there.
Especially when you are the one who supports everyone else....