4 a.m. battles //

When it’s 4 a.m., and you’re trembling–lying awake, too scared to do anything. When the rest of the world is in deep sleep, and you know you’re alone, trying to fight the voices while you wish there were someone there; someone there to be with you through the intensity. You crawl out of bed and go to the kitchen to eat something that will help calm you down. It helps a little, but the fear is still there–you’re still alone in the dark. You do … Continue reading 4 a.m. battles //