When your own thoughts bully you..

Right now, so many thoughts are eating at me, and it feels like I can’t take this anymore. Too many things are happening at once, and all of them are important to me. Even if I try to ignore them, I feel like I’ll lose everything.

There’s this strange tightness in my chest, like something heavy is pressing down on it. I’ve been patiently taking care of everything without complaining, and now it’s starting to hurt me.

I’m not saying, “Is this what I deserve?” No—that would be stupid to say. The people around me are adults; they have brains. So even asking that feels stupid.

I’m confused. I’m scared. I’m nervous.
And when I think deeply about it—why? For what reason? Honestly… nothing.

Yet this is still bothering me. This whole thing is bothering me like hell.
Right now, I feel weak and lost.