Withdrawal.

Into meltdown mode I go,

Crashing.

The anger fills my nose and burns my throat.

The fear of failure is all too real.

My head spins in a million directions,

And no where to run.

How is this supposed to be easy for me?

Should I just keep my mouth shut and be fake happy?

I’ve stopped something I’ve done for years.

My chest feels like it will burst at a moments notice.

My comfort on rainy days is gone.

Where do I find stress relief now?

More questions than there are answers.