I can't breathe.

When the people who are suppose to be your greatest support are your greatest sadness instead, it really sucks. It makes you want to go home.
When they don't understand what they are doing to you. Or just don't understand you. When they curse you. When you see a way out and they smash you down so you can't walk towards it. When they drag everyone else with them and leave you there to die. And you can't speak. And so they don't know. Cause they don't want to know.
It is still getting better right? Please God, do something, but I can't handle anything, so I am stuck again. I am not going to make it. I trust you LORD. Do something like you have before. Let me not want to die.