Scattered.... [I Battle Depression and Anxiety]

Everything is moving too fast. Her words are moving too quickly, her breath quickens, she's shaking. Her mentality is like a hurricane, moving so fast, she's crashing into everything. She feels like she's slowly losing her mind; like at any minute she's going to explode. The world is foggy, every step she takes she can feel her feet sinking deeper and deeper into the floor, like quicksand. All she can hear is the pitter patter of her heartbeat, like little hooves galloping across the field. She is also running on empty, her brain is too active to even remember to eat anything. The thoughts are brewing in her head like a fresh pot of coffee. The scars on her arms sing a lullaby, trying to pull her in and caress her. She must resist.....she must.