Help is on the way
Help is on the way I’m searching through so many mixed emotions currently swirling inside of me. I’m fighting against myself and those self defeating thoughts that no doubt are trying to make an entrance. I’m trying to remember just who in the fuck I am. I’m trying not to drown. Even though I feel as if I am...I feel as if I keep finding my head underwater, I’m taking in so much water. It’s getting harder and harder to breathe by the day. Yet, I hold on. I’m reaching out and asking for help. Something I’m not really good at, but it’s vital that I do. I reached out to my brother, I clung to his shirt and I just held on and cried. I needed to feel something...I needed to feel arms around me, I just wanted to hear that everything’s going to be ok from a voice other than my own. I’m tired. That is no secret, but I persevere. I keep moving. Like, I read earlier “ If you can't fly then run, if you can't run then walk, if you can't walk then crawl, but whatever you do you ha...
