She was alone in her room again. Drowning in her own thoughts. Not sure what to do or where to go. Nothing made sense anymore. She had no purpose. She dwelled on the little things. Small microscopic details, maybe nobody else payed any attention too, but some how she’d manage to blow it up into a mountain of worry in her head. The thoughts grew big and wild in her head until she was literally paralyzed with fear from the thoughts she had created in her own head. And when she finally managed to fall asleep, there was still no rest to be had. Her dreams even haunted her. Her mind plagued by nightmares of horrible things. For most people, when you wake up, the nightmare ends. But for her its never ending, because its all inside her head. Today was another day. Another day to fight, hide from the crowds, convince herself there was a reason she existed. She walked short cuts to stay away from people. Walked the long road to see her shrink. She’d lay on the couch and tell her story once more. Just to get it out.