Just a few days ago I was relatively happy, optimistic, excited. Now, now I’m literally laying in the dark,with this knot in my throat waiting to release the same cry I’ve been crying since I was like 9 or 10. I’ve gone to therapy since last September and I still haven’t figured out why I have this pain that doesn’t go away. Some days I know I’m capable of great things. Some days I just feel trapped again. Anxiety and depression are my cage. It hurts to actually see how quickly my morale changes. My life is me constantly standing between freedom and debilitating emotional and psychological entrapment. I’m walking into one side attempting to find happiness and the other side is pulling me, anchoring my legs down making sure I don’t go anywhere.