Is this what Agoraphobia feels like?
I feel like screaming this is so tough, I don't even understand why my brain insists on telling me this is going to be so rough. To fucking stand at the side of a cliff because my brain insists that everything here is going to end in a tiff. While I know my life is grand, I soar through the skies with the support of my family, the soup in my skull would brand me an abomination to strand upon the seas of my thoughts nothing more than a calamity.


















