I'll just describe this... in a novel-type way... (ish)

My heart is beating fast whilst my stomach is aching in a certain area- a light ache that sometimes sends tremours to tell me it's still there like a constant reminder. I know it's nothing. I listened to Growl with the volume pretty low with the hope that when I turn it off it'll be fine.

The ringing- that is. The constant drone and sound of bells in one of my ear. I can feel my body going weaker each second as my emotions spin out of control. Who knows when my tears will fall out? It's happened countless times. If I feel like going out, I can count on my anxiety to stop me in my tracks and glue me to an emotion that sticks for the day. Sleep is the only place I can be myself until the nightmares appear.

I saw my best friend commit suicide in my dreams. I woke up crying and then realised the day had been wasted. A day I desperately didn't want to waste.

Overslept.

Why?

Yesterday flooded back into my mind. A family trip up North. Whilst in the car I usually love travelling in, this time I felt sick and anxious whilst everyone else was fine. I cried. I couldn't eat. I panicked. But once again I got over it.

This sour taste in my mouth has brought me back and this ringing is still here like a demon the life out of me. A nasty virus attacked me apparantly. Something small and lifeless. Would it be incorrect and wrong if I compared a virus to a demon? A lifeless evil thing that destroys us and makes us suffer. Our bodies can fight it off but the effects linger like a bad odor- something you can't deny or easily ignore.

Who knows what the future brings me tomorrow.