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It's the kind of headache that wants you to scream. Everything is pounding against your forehead and you need darkness. Silence.
The inner voices are screaming louder and louder and it starts to intensify. Minutes are bleeding together. Emotions are overwhelming. Tears fall down so soft and easy you can't stop them. You won't even be able to run away from it. You can't make it stop. It eats you up slowly but surely.
The only thing you want is to make it stop right now or being defeated by it. Completely.
Hard to think about it. Harder to fight against it. Hardest to not let all of this come down to you.

But what if you never find a way out because it is you brain who wants to torment you?

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⏰ Last updated: Jun 18, 2019 ⏰

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