I feel so weak.
My muscles won’t relax, my stomach keeps churning, my fingers keep shaking, and my brain won’t stop ticking.
I can’t go a single minute left with my thoughts without anxiety crushing me.
When I’m alone, I’m alone.
I don’t know if I can be anymore.
I don’t know if you follow my blog anymore. I don’t know if you’d want to anyways. But, this is the only way I hope to reach you through the cosmos.
I told you recently, I don’t want to fight with anyone else. I want to fight and struggle and laugh and love only with you.
Please. Please, let’s figure this out. Please don’t leave my life.
I love you.