The past few days,

I have been riding a sea saw on the edge of a mental breakdown.

I keep thinking in my head, "I can't. I just can't do it." But at the same time, I cannot allow myself to stop moving. It's been really conflicting, because I just want to not be here. I feel like I have no where to go, and no one to go to anymore.

The worst part, is that I have barely had time to even just sit down and sob. I really want to, but my mind just tells me to be stronger for not only myself, but for others. I've been playing that role ever since elementary. I really don't want to anymore, but that's not who I am.