That moment when you have a breakdown and no one does something and you just sit there dying and you don't know what to do.
That you want to be anywhere but right at this spot and you just want to run but you can't 'cause you need to be there 'cause it's "life chancing".
In some way they are right. It is life chancing. But not the good kind. It's the kind that in the end there is no life to change.
So they need to see that if they don't give us the chance to run that it won't end well.
They need to realize that a mental breakdown is just as bad and maby even worse that some stupid headache.
'Cause if they don't than there are no lifes to chance.
