It's a vicious circle. I feel ashamed. I shun people away. I feel lonely and depressed. I make more mistakes. I keep from singing and dancing. I die a little inside. I make mistakes. I get disappointed and angry with myself. I make more mistakes. And on and on and on...
Somehow I have to break it. To focus on the daily to-do lists, the small joys I still have, to drown all the voices in my head. Find strengh in myself. In numbers if need be. I need some serious rescuing.
Because I became a stupid damsel in distress. And I'm really not that girl.
(again with the double meaning...)