My Reason [NamJin]

Prologue

I panted loudly as the dark waves started to consume me. Having panic attacks were never fun, the lack of air, the struggle to stand, hearing your heart in your head, the waves of tears.

I didn't know what to do with myself. I didn't see any way out of this life, other than taking my own life. But I was scared of death, and the endless abyss that followed.

Life wasn't easy either. The constant judgement from everyone, not ever feeling safe or secure in life, having to look a certain way to be accepted. The struggle of staying alive was getting slimmer by the second.

Standing on the edge of an abyss, darkness in front of you, hate behind. Which would you choose? Hate, or death? Death is so peaceful, as far as I know anyway. Have you ever cried so much it hurts? Or have you cried until you just stopped and couldn't anymore? Been there done that...sometimes I want to fall into the abyss.

Just to see what it feels like. Or what peace feels like...