How it is

Take over

"How did it start?" Ask my therapist.
I took a deep breath.
And said,
" well it all started when one day I looked in the mirror and saw it. The thing that was in the mirror. Well it really wasn't me... it looked odd, like it was sad or angry but it looked really tired and old but at the same time it was me, the me I have never seen before, The me I never want to see.
But instead of screaming or running away I just
Stood there and looked.
"Why am I seeing this" I asked my self
Then I walk to my bed and just started crying...
And thinking, about all the shit I've been through
In the past. I started thinking maybe even remembering things about it.
And it hurt, like a lot.
It felt like I was in a bathtub and the water was filling up but I couldn't get out and it started suffocating me...
I couldn't breathe I tried and tried but the water was just to strong.
So I cave in. I let it take over.