One more day when I have written 4 drafts and couldnt post any of them.
I am so indecisive these days.
This is a broken poem I wrote.
As silence seeped through cracked windows
And blue walls closed on me
The demons are laughing at my helplessness
I am tired of lying “one day i will be free”
Bound by chains of love, jailed at home
I am scratching these walls with bare hands
I promised myself I will flee
I’m crushed under wieght of obligations
My soul shattered by lies and deciet
Something doesnt let me give up
I am fighting this boiling agony..
I am so confused.
I feel scared numb anxious clueless all the same time.
Today I was talking to my youngest sis. She is 10 years younger than me and she was with dad throughout the whole thing.
So far I am the only kid who inherited anxiety but early realization has helped me manage it.
So she was asking. Everything about anxiety. I told her my overall experience. And my attempts to manage it.
My highs and lows.
Then she said why don’t you help people with it. I told her whatever I have been doing. But somewhere I feel it’s not enough.
I have been thinking about forming a closed support group probably on Facebook as everyone (except me) uses Facebook.
But i dont want to compromise my anonymity and on Facebook you are supposed to use your real name. It’s not illegal but its required by Facebook policy.
So I am nervous about it. Another option can be some other social media platform. I am just very unsure about everything right now.
What do you guys suggest??
Kindly visit my post Warriors Invited To Raise Mental Health Awarenesswhere I am inviting Mental Health Warriors to submit their blog’s address so that we can join hands to control this wildfire.
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