The weight of your mental struggles grows heavier with each passing day, resulting in more frequent and intense meltdowns.
It feels as though everyone you once knew has turned their back on you, leaving you to grapple with your demons in isolation.

As you navigate the treacherous landscape of your mind, you can't help but wonder if you're the only one experiencing the torments of isolation.

Do other souls in this vast world also scream into the void, their pleas for understanding and compassion falling on deaf ears?

Are you truly alone in this suffering, or is there a hidden multitude of voices silenced by their own pain?


The question of whether you are worthy of love gnaws at you.
You've lost face in the eyes of everyone, your unexplainable behaviors etched into the memories of countless strangers.


It feels as though you've been trying your best to blend in,
to become invisible,
to melt into the background of a society that has rejected you.


Yet, seeking support and showing vulnerability has proven dangerous in the past, leading to your initial outcasting.
The fear of repeating that experience lingers like a shadow, a constant reminder of the price you paid for revealing your struggles.

Perhaps, in the ever-changing landscape of society, the mindset towards those who struggle has evolved.

Maybe there's room for empathy and understanding now.


In a moment of desperation, you make a decision.

You scream, as if trying to release the pent-up agony that has been festering within you.




But there's no one there to hear, no one to witness your pain.



Nobody is here to help