when i get this bad i feel like i'm trapped in a room and i'm running out of oxygen.
my breathing gets faster and shorter.
the walls close in.
my chest fells like it has 100 pounds on it forcing my ribs to cave in.
sometimes i feel like this for a second, other times days.
but then there's certain people and they 're like my oxygen .
they help me breathe.
it's hard when they aren't around.
i need them.
they're my oxygen.
i'll die without them
Oct 9, 2017
Oct 9, 2017 at 10:13 PM UTC
when i get this bad i feel like i'm trapped in a room and i'm running out of oxygen.
my breathing gets faster and shorter.
the walls close in.
my chest fells like it has 100 pounds on it forcing my ribs to cave in.
sometimes i feel like this for a second, other times days.
but then there's certain people and they 're like my oxygen .
they help me breathe.
it's hard when they aren't around.
i need them.
they're my oxygen.
i'll die without them