Broken

My heart races. I feel my breathing getting sharper. My stomach churns. I've spent the previous day in bed with a migraine and most of the night in the bathroom. Tears well up in my eyes.  My world feels like it is about to cave in.

Must. Get. Away.

Away it is barely any better. My mind races. I think about it almost all the time. I'm so angry. Angry with them for doing this, angry at myself for letting them. I'm sick of being blamed for it all. I don't want to feel this way.


I don't know how to make them see they are breaking me.