Sometimes, we should just allow sadness and anxiety be. Holding them back never did any good.
It's just the end of the day, that you start to lose your sanity and become mad and broken, for no reason you're able to recall. "Deal with it," they say.. are they kidding? You lose control over yourself, almost completely and they're asking you to "deal" with it?
Thoughts keep getting louder and louder with a side effect of a gallon of tears streaming down your face. It's all just too much, you think. It just gets a little too much, sometimes. You may make it through the night, maybe you'll stay this way. Eventually, it fades and you go back to worrying when will it happen next. No comfort life.
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