The only time my brain is quiet is when I am sleeping. The rest of the time my mind is swirling with thoughts so saturated with anxiety that I forget to breathe.
My heart constantly feels heavy. I am always on the verge of crying.

Every single part of me is screaming out for help. I just want to be held and soothed like a child, but I could never be as naive.

On the outside I seem like a ticking time bomb to anyone close to me. To anyone who doesn't know me, I appear almost normal.

Mostly I just feel so ******* crazy. I feel crazier and more broken apart three years ago. Which was before anyone knew anything.

I want to put myself back together like a puzzle, for at least the third time, but this time I'm scared the pieces don't fit together right anymore.