What if feelings were the only thing you had left, but you had no idea how to control them. It sucks I promise. I've been through it, and I'm living it every single week, day, hour, minute, second I'm alive. You don't have control of your body, your mind, your actions, your mouth, your movement, or even your will to stay alive.
I've lived like this for as long as I can remember. My mother she was like this too she said alot, did alot, moved alot of things she didn't mean, and I know that for a fact!
My back story is not worth mentioning or even thinking about so don't bring it up! I promise personally I will mess you up if I here a single word about it!!!
Here's a tip don't get me mad or else.........
I was drowning. I knew that. I also knew that the hands around my throat, pushing me deeper into the river water was the cause. What I didn't know was who was drowning me and why. It hurt thinking. It hurt to do anything right now. But I still screamed under the cold water and pushed the hands away as hard as I could. It didn't have much effect. I fought and fought, but I was getting weaker, and colder. The pain was overbearing. I couldn't breathe. It was the worst pain imaginable; and as the hands that were around my neck were forcibly ripped off by some unknown force, I slipped deeper into the depths of the river. My hair was straight above me along with my arms. My eyes were open and the water burned. A darkness started to pull me under, taking the pain away. I felt a small pressure around my waist, before the darkness completely consumed me. The last thing I remember is thinking, save me.