That feeling you get when you're about to break. The ticking, roller coaster feeling. Your hands shake, your stomachs twists, and you know you're about to cry. The cracks you get in your voice while talking, before you cry. Does any of this sound familiar to you? Everyone experiences it. But it worse in those that feel it everyday. Those sudden awful attacks that make you want to punch a wall, or curl up in a corner. You never know when it will hit you, but when it does, it's worse then when your favorite pet died. You try to breath in and out, but it's useless. You snap at the wrong people at the wrong time if they ask what's wrong. You try explaining what happens to them, but the never truly understand. They just give you that, you-poor-thing-I'm-so-sorry-that-you-feel-upset-today look. When they give you that look, you know deep in your heart they won't listen, they won't ever understand that this isn't just a case of hormones or bad case of butthurt. This pain lasts for days and days on end. And as soon as you feel better, the signs rear their ugly heads, and you are pulled down once more into the dark, even more lost and twisted then before.
