Sometimes it just happens. I’m strolling through life, feeling ok and BAM, I’m not anymore. I can’t shake it. I keep trying but it keeps beating me down. Then comes the sleepless nights and the days without smiles. I just have to get over myself but it seems, I’m not in control. My thoughts are racing and when I try to slow them down it doesn’t work. My thoughts just keep racing and then all the “what if” scenarios start coming and I start panicking over things that probably will never happen.
So tonight I sit and hope I’ll sleep tonight and I hope tomorrow I will grab ahold of who I really am and kick this sadness and fear out of me.
I can’t be defeated. I won’t be.