The Mind Can Be a Scary Place
Why is the mind so difficult? I hate the way depression and anxiety hit my mind so fast. It is a times so infuriating. It is the only thing I can't control and yet the only thing I can. The other day I woke in a downward spiral. My mind racing with hateful lies. You not good enough, why are you here, I hate you, you're fat and ugly, you will never be healthy, why don't you just give up, you're a bad mother, I can't believe how awful you are It is days like that one, that put me on the verge of tears the entire day. It is days like those where my triggers are plentiful. They are the days I feel the need to escape. To leave everything behind and wait in the cold, quiet dark until the wave of anger and hate crashes into me, sending shock waves throughout my body and I cry until no more tears fall. Until the well of sadness runs dry. ...