To begin, an introduction and explanation.
The best way I can describe what it is I'm feeling is a black hole.
Perhaps, sometime ago, this black hole was a star, but it seems that since then a super nova has occurred and bam, black hole.
Thus far, I am not making too much sense, but hopefully it'll become more clear.
This black hole lives in my chest, and is consuming and expanding. It is as if there were something there before, filling the space and keeping me, me. But that changed. Now I have a black holes that has the desire to be filled. With anything. But the only thing the black hole has access to is me.
it started consuming me.
My being, my happiness, my lungs and ability to breath, everything and anything it could. And it kept consuming until there was none of me left, and now, I feel gone.
I'm afraid to speak or get close to people or to ask for help because of this black hole. I am afraid that, because it has taken all it can of me, that it will start taking from the people around me, and I do not want that. I care about these people and would do anything to prevent their happiness being consumed by my darkness. Even if that means distancing, disappearing. It's what's best.
This is the best I can explain this right now. I hope you can understand. The likelihood is that the rest of this book will be some kind of poetry, a way of helping me cope, trying to escape what's consuming me.
Thank you
