Synopsis: Fighting with every breath. Struggling with every thought. Insomnia creeps in some days…others you cant seem to wake up. If you sleep maybe “it” will go away. Maybe things will get better. Somewhere way down in the core of your being. You want to change, you want to get better, you want the world to understand. You use everything you have to rise from the fog. To be “present” in this world with the people you love. You pretend to be “ok”. You “act” like nothing is wrong. Getting better means you have to admit there is an issue. Getting better means you have to fight.


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