I feel powerless in this world of thunder all around me. I feel like the walls are closing in and I’m trying to push them away but am slowly growing weaker and weaker. There’s a different type of echo in both my ears. In one it says keep going. The other says what’s the point, it’s useless. I’m useless. The thunder roars in my ears. And I wake up screaming. Literally. And it angers people. It makes them see me as a freak. It makes them see me as a nuisance. As too sensitive. As too dramatic. And my voice slowly gets silenced more and more. I am afraid to open my mouth. I am afraid to ask for fairness. For kindness. For understanding. Some days are fine. But other days are dark. I feel like a joke. Like I’m just walking on a path to nowhere. Like I am in a tunnel with no end.
