she asked,
‘what’s wrong, why won’t you get out of bed and care for yourself? i’m worried.’
and so i explained;
‘i sleep so often’, i said, ‘i sleep when i cant face being awake any longer, when the feelings and thoughts come crashing in like an avalanche and i’m drowning, i’m fucking drowning in emotions.’
she looked at me, with starry constellations in her eyes, repeating;
‘i’m worried about you’.
all i could do was swallow the lump in my throat, voice hoarse with sleep, and mutter a simple;
‘yeah, me too’
m;s;h
- this is just an extract, i am fine!! if you’re feeling this way, however, please get help and my dms are always open :)
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