Russia Writing

Unstable

I've lost control of my life. I'm alone and a puppet to my boss, striking fear in the hearts of those I wish to hold close to me. My concern and worry for others is mistaken for stalking and my mental health doesn't help my case. I'm unstable, I have been for so long, I break down in the middle of the night, drinking myself to sleep is my only option now. I've lost everyone I love and even my own family doesn't want to be near me anymore. They're afraid of me....everyone's afraid of me...they call me things that they think I don't hear, but I do, I see the fear in there eyes even when i only say hello. They're afraid of me....but what they don't know is that I'm afraid of myself.