Breaking Up Is Hard To Do
Oh Anxiety, how I wish I could break up with you, divorce you, leave you, just walk away from you and never look back. Unfortunately it’s easier said than done. Although, I do have a confession to make, I’ve been seeing Insomnia. But only late at night when everyone else is sleeping. We have our little rendezvous here and there. We practically spend every night together. I think Insomnia might be a little possessive. Only because Insomnia found out about Depression. I know, I’m so sorry. I’m a three timer. I didn’t do it on purpose, there was no motive, it wasn’t malicious. It just happened.
Anxiety, when you first came into my life, I didn’t know what to expect let alone for us to last this long. And then I met Insomnia. I didn’t know how to tell you. I guess I figured since Insomnia and I only hung out late at night that I really didn’t see any reason to bring it up. I knew you had your suspicions though. I could tell, especially when you would just randomly show up and make a scene. You have no idea how embarrassing that is. Then Depression found me. Curled up in a fetal position, crying my eyes out. Ah, that Depression, what can I say? Depression is always on my mind. I can’t stop thinking about Depression no matter what I do. I’ve tried really hard to just shut out Depression completely, but somehow Depression always makes its way back into my thoughts. I’m so confused. I don’t know what to do anymore. I can’t keep sneaking around with Insomnia after spending my days with you Anxiety, while constantly having Depression on my mind. It’s just enough to drive a person crazy. Being caught up in this web of affairs has me riddled with guilt, so much so that I had started cutting myself among other things to hurt me as a form of punishment so I won’t feel so guilty and ashamed. I never thought in my wildest dreams that I would be in such a predicament. Yet, here we are. Oh Anxiety. *Sigh*