The smell made me want to vomit.
The vomit made me want to cry.
All of the things together made me want to die.
Then, but now too. Of course nothing makes sense and I feel like a mess and chaotic and … depressed. My legs are heavy. My chest is heavy. My head is heavy. My arms don’t want to move. My jaw is clenched. My eyes are sad. My heart is hurting. My body is wishing it didn’t have to exist through any of this anymore.
I need someone to hear me right now.