Posted by jonhconstantine11
7th Sep 2019

Sometimes I feel like there are these walls and they're closing in on me. I struggle to breathe. Not physically but mentally. I wish I could have a moment to just - stop - take a deep breath - enjoy the beautiful sun gleaming on my face or the sound of my baby cousin's laughter.

But I can't.

I'm so glad I found SANE. My family are supportive but they don't understand what it's like to live inside my head. I hate worrying them. Seeing the looks of worry etched upon their faces whenever I have one of my 'moments' - just makes it worse to be honest.
So I try and keep normal. As normal as I can. When really, I want to smash a plate against the wall.
Having a grandfather as a psychiatrist helps a lot. But he's getting old and I refuse to burden him with my problems. It's selfish of me.

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