A Battle Each Day.

Closing my eyes, cupping my ears, I struggled to shut out the negative thoughts.

Its going to be fine.

“No it won’t.” That voice fought its way back.

“Look at you, you’re such a mess. You let everyone down. Even yourself.” Its voice was thick with contempt.

I’ll be okay.

“You are so useless. You cannot handle the simplest tasks. What are you even good at? Sleeping?” He sneered.

I battled the tears.

Don’t let that bring you down.

The voices haunted me in my sleep.

Soon it became so bad I could no longer sleep.

‘Are you okay?’

I stared blankly at her. Her eyes were blue and mesmerizing. She seemed… genuinely worried.

“Aha. And someone is showing feigned concern. Are you that gullible to actually believe her?”

‘I’m fine, thanks.’ I couldn’t look her in the eye.

I’m not; How could I?

Her mouth parted slightly, as if she wanted to say something, but then she held herself back.

‘Tell me if you… need someone to talk to, okay?’

I gave a small nod, still refusing to look at her.

She gave a lingering look,

then she left.

Now its just me

And the voices.


But this time, I am going to fight them.

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