Breathe

Rise Up

The sun glitters through the window as I force myself up.

My body and mind begs me to just crawl right back into bed. But my heart pushes me in the other direction with whatever sliver of hope I have left. Hope for change.

Hope for a new day. Claws rip through my chest filling me with anxiety.

What hope?

But I push forward.

Rise up I tell myself.
You're alive you're breathing.
Smile despite the pain.
Seek positivity.

My mind tries to fight my will to move forward .

They hate you. They want you to die. Just kill yourself already.

But I ignore it.

Even if the people stare.
Even if they whisper things you wish you could hear.
Keep going.

That's what I tell myself.

And despite all the pain in my chest or the moments of numbness through out the day, I keep going.

Even if people call me names.
Even if they stick a leg out so I trip.
Even if they snicker at everything I do.

Even when my brain is persistent.

Nobody loves you. Just die, or better yet make yourself suffer even more. Don't touch that food and if you do then puke it out in the bathrooms for everyone to judge you more. Pick up a blade and make your skin your canvas. Why not? Nobody cares right?

But I fight it.

Keep going.
Try not to let the words and actions matter.
Don't pick up the blade pick up a fork and eat.
Be happy for the simple things.
Push through.

At the end of the day you are still breathing, living.
Don't let them take it from you.
Life.
The one thing that's yours.

Tomorrow is another day.
So rise up.

This is how I cope.
This is how I push through.

Rise up with me.

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