Post 7

God I hate this feeling. This feeling of drowning yet somehow feeling as if i'm being slowly burned alive at the same time. This sadness consuming everything, the paranoia seeping in and taking over my thoughts. I have tried lifting my hand to grasp for help, I get nothing. Even when I pretty blatantly say I'm not ok. I don't want to admit something could really be wrong. That I need help so badly. It's not that I need someone to save me, I just need someone to listen and care. I feel like no one does. Or they would notice i'm being eaten alive.