No One

No one gets me I feel like I am alone. No one cares enough to pick up a phone. I am searching for someone who can understand. I feel buried alive. I cannot breathe in the sand. The water is rising and I cannot get out. No one can hear me in the deep ocean, even as I shout. I am lost and I am trying to be strong. I am looking through the map and I wanted to see. I found out I was not in the right place all along.

No one could help me because I had it in me the whole time. I had to search with in my heart to realize the choices are mine. No one could get me because I am unique from the rest. It is like finding something from a hundred years ago. It is like having an antique chest. I am a jewel thta need cleaning and has to be refined. I only needed to ask for help, so the therapist could clear my mind.

No one can understand the mania, my actions were so poor. Little did I know that I needed to reach inside my mind just a little more. All I needed to do was put my embarrassment and shame. I needed to put my pride aside if I am to win at life's game. We are all different and no one is alike. We have different shapes, sizes, color, and minds. Not every road is the same and we all ride a different bike.

No one rides the same pace and we all have our own face. We might not understand that life is moving different for the world. But I needed to realize no one is the same, not even a precious pearl. When my mind is not right, no one might not understand, but I am in charge of climbing out of the sand. I must breathe on my own. I might have to get help and pick up the phone. It is up to me to fight off the demons that tell me no one cares. They shout to me that life is not fair.

I fight it off like a boxer in the ring. Ignore the ones who tell you to throw in the towel. Fight them off like a boss because you are a queen or a king. You can do this, you can make it out. You will be able to win if you see what therapy is all about. It is about being at Peace. You can let go of those memories. It will be like cutting off the fungus and healing the disease.

No one can force you or make you do it. It is your choice to win. Put your pride aside and let the therapist in. No one cares and no one will make you get well. Until you get help, you hear the lies of hell. Put water on the fire and save yourself. Stop, drop, and roll all over those chaotic lies. Cover yourself with a towel. Open your eyes and see you can fight. Win whatever challenges there may be. They might not get you, but you can be strong and prove to those haters. Let them know that the "no one' in my life does not matter because I am who I am. I am unique, beautiful, and me!

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Hi, Thank you for reading my stories. I am a mother of 6 with Myalgia Encephalomyelitis/Chronic Fatigue. I am disabled and writing these stories from my bed, working towards making things better for my family. My son is in a wheelchair, but I have no strength to help him in this journey of life. Please send me a donation if you enjoy reading any of my stories. The money will be used to give my family hope. Thank you.