“Be OK where you are even if you know you want to change.”

15 Symptoms of PTSD

“Depression cradles me, at night, when sleep refuses to take me in its warm embrace. My pillow, becomes the tissue, as my tears fall endlessly, each carrying another untold story. The sweet lullaby of memories playing in my head, bringing not sleep memories but more pain to me. Loneliness holds me as I shake, not able to keep myself together after the storm of dangerous thoughts hit my mind. My demons had come to kiss me good-night but decided to stay the night and put myself through more pain than I already was in. I lay in the cot made of sadness as the daylight seeps in through the translucent curtains in my room, marking nothing but another insomniac night.”

Nothing is louder than overthinking after midnight.

my brain at 3am: AND ANOTHER THING -