I’m suffocating.

It feels like the walls are closing in, like no matter where I turn, there’s nowhere to go. No space to breathe, no way to escape this feeling. I keep trying to push through, to distract myself, to act like I’m fine—but it’s getting harder.

I don’t know if it’s the weight of everything piling up or just the exhaustion of pretending I’m okay when I’m not. I just know I feel stuck, like I’m drowning in my own thoughts, and no one even notices.

I just want a moment where it doesn’t feel this heavy. Where I can breathe without feeling like I’m gasping for air.