Shitpost like my life

Before I commence the real purpose of this text I would like to ask the people who actually know me here not to instigate me about this if you would be so kind, it's just a matter of venting. With that said I shall begin to write: I'm deeply concerned about the amount of people with mental diseases these days (I prefer to talk about anxiety since it's the closest one I've got). Even though it is a phenomenon we're seeing now, well let me tell you that I'm pretty sure that all those people who used to be labeled as "crazy" in reality they're just going through the same problems as you right now. Selfish and ignorant as I am, I used to think that everyone around me was okay, meaning that they could not possibly have anxiety....and then I know them better. It's heartbreaking as an expectator to watch how a person you see and talk to everyday is constantly fighting their inner demons. You see how a person that means so much to you constantly struggles to get out of their bed each morning, how they plaster a fake smile to not worry others or how they keep their thoughts in that tormented head because they feel like a bother. These people have the courage to look for a reason to keep going amongst their twisted thoughts which leaves me in complete awe. Now as an outsider of their mind I feel helpless. I wish it were that easy to extract all that pain from their head and heart. I feel helpless because even though we distract you momentarily your anxiety is always lurking and watching. I feel helpless because even though you rely on me, I am flesh ands bones as well, a passionate being incapable of giving you inner peace that won't be around forever. I sometimes cry for you and your torment hoping one day you'll wake up willing to live, to laugh, and to love like years ago. I am helpless yes... But my heart and soul is with you and it bids me to stay by your side. If you can't look up to the sky, then I shall describe it for you. I promise to never leave, helpless as I am.