OMG that's me ALL the time. Seriously. I hate that its so hard for me to physically say words--especially the RIGHT ones to things that are near to my feelings/heart. I always have to write them down for that VERY reason. Because sometimes I can't even find the name to feelings I'm feeling until then.
Take a shower, wash off the day. Drink a glass of water. Make the room dark. Lie down and close your eyes. Notice the silence. Notice your heart. Still beating. Still fighting. You made it, after all. You made it, another day. And you can make it one more. You’re doing just fine.
More like I just want to stop all together. You can only be ripped to shreds every month for so long before it becomes a vicious cycle of self destruction. I have done my best, I gave my all and I have nothing to show but scars and wounds that may never heal if I keep going down this road. It's time to stop.