Every day gets worse and I cant do anything about it.
Because now my dreams are getting worse and I’m terrified to sleep.
Because now I sit in class with sweaty palms, my blood feeling like lava with a sore head and the room spins and I am trying to gasp for breathe because all I’m thinking about is the dreams.
Because now I lay awake at night with suicide on my mind and tears streaming down my face because I know I’m not good enough.
Because now I skip meals because I know I’m too fat and because I fear if people see me eat they’ll judge me.
I just want to not feel pain and be happy.