The exhaustion of feeling as though your mind has done a deep workout.

The constant questions that never seem to end, nor do they get answered.

The intrusive thoughts that greet you from morning til night.

The headaches from stressful situations and a constant working mind.

The enemy, which you know is yourself.

The villain, which is also yourself.

The goodness that everybody seems to see except you.

The flashbacks of things you’d rather forget.

The sleep which does not seem to exist.

The tears that fall but in the hidden parts of your life.

The blank stares that you find yourself in unknowingly.

The feeling of living…. but are you actually?