FUCKING HELL

I can feel the adrenaline pumping through my veins, my heart races and I have a terrible gut feeling, that simply won’t quit. 

I find solace in nothing anymore. 

I am sad and worried and anxious and ever-so angry, not to mention exhausted. 

I just want to disappear but know that is not an option for a living being – to just go and self destruct. 

So I sit and I wait and I cry and I rage. 

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About zedmondson

Zoe. 22. Australia. I'm writing to share my experiences with Bipolar Disorder with others. I believe in fighting stigma surrounding mental illness. I believe in being able to wear my heart on my sleeve; or on my blog. And I believe in myself. That's what my blog is all about. Hope you enjoy x View all posts by zedmondson

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