The weight gets bigger and bigger. Already, it’s an ugly mass I carry around and it’s constantly growing. How do I shake it off? Why can’t I cast it away and enjoy life again? I have no real reason to feel this way. Stupid chemicals. Dumb silent illness.
I feel so alone, so empty and depleted inside. Can just one person I know reach out and show they care?
I am reminded of a shirt I have, “I am living a story. I will not give up.” Can I at least give in?
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No, you can not give in and you can not give up. You are so much more than illness, even when you feel consumed by it. *hugs*
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Thanks 🙂
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You are an amazing person. I appreciate your honesty, I feel the same way. Even though we may want to give up, I know we can get through it together. We are worth it. You are worth it.
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