I don't know if anyone else has gone through this...an almost constant feeling of this horrible depression and sadness. I wonder if people that have seen relationships crumble around them feel this. Your eyes and jaw tremble, you fight the tears that threaten you every day, every minute...the clenching of your teeth, the waver in your voice, pushing your head up higher in defiance of letting go and crying for the sixth day in a row.
The tension is thick, there's no breathing no air, it's either too hot or too cold. Uncomfortable and stifling, or so so alone. You're left with this moldy biscuit because no one else will give you what you need. It's a feast and they don't want to share because they just might need that food later, right?
Every out, every imagined peace...it's always killed.
I just want to understand why I have to feel this way.
