Every day, I fall apart even more than the day before. Every day, I become a bit more frail and fragile. Something fresh drives me down every day. I can’t quit thinking about everything that’s ever gone wrong. Life doesn’t get any easier for me, and I’m not growing any stronger. I’m exhausted, to say the least. I’m also a little scared of myself and what I might do. I’m not making any progress, and I’m always slipping behind. What caused this to happen to me? I used to believe I was fine, even great on occasion. And now, even if I’m alone for a minute, I’m scared. I’m not sure I can go on much longer. I’ve sabotaged myself to the point of no return.
She Was Sea 