I’m falling apart. I used to think I was strong, that I could handle anything. But now I’m falling to pieces. Slowly I’m losing myself and there’s no one to put me back together. I’m alone, I’m scared, and I have no one to remind me of who I am. My family is falling apart, not that I ever felt apart of it anyway. My whole world is crumbling and I’m crumbling with it. I don’t want to admit that I’m weak, but I don’t see how I can be strong. I’m falling apart, I’m breaking, and it’s terrifying.