I think we all have a limit.
A point where just one small thing can put you over the edge.
Something small that usually wouldn’t bother you.
But you have had enough.
I think you know it’s happening, even when you try to convince yourself everything is okay.
People think you are fine when you are barely holding yourself together.
You try to brush it away, pretend it is not real…BUT IT IS there and it eats away like you like an internal parasite.
The parasite is eating away at your and slowly it takes over your whole body.
Slowly you become an empty shell…Where you feel nothing, care about nothing, and do things you didn’t care about.
It’s a ticking timebomb and someday…you are gonna explode.
Then you will know.
It’s too late.
You’ve reached your breaking point.