Everyday I go into war, I battle against my body and mind, keeping the enemy away from taking over my mind and body. The allies I have were my pills and my faith.
Every hour, every minute I fight against my rushing thoughts and emotions. My thoughts play like a movie in my head, it’s not just like any ordinary movie it’s more like an extremely speed up movie.
I’m not a great fighter, I’ve lost many battles but I’ve also won some. When I lose a battle, I hurt myself without realizing it, my emotions and thoughts take over my mind. When I fall after one battle, I will not see any light until the next few days. I cry, scream, have tons of nightmares, lose my appetite and eventually shuts the world away.
I’m worn and weak but I know I’m not alone fighting this battle. There are people fighting bigger battles than me. But I should not compare the size of my battle with other’s because everyone’s might is different.