I cry because I have post traumatic stress disorder.
I cry because I know I can choose to be happy, but it’s just too hard.
I cry because I’ve lost some good friendships.
I cry because I can’t travel to Quebec this summer to work because of my pain.
I cry because I can’t run or play the sports I love to play.
I cry because I find it so hard to just sit down and complete my homework.
I cry because I am overwhelmed with how much schoolwork I have to catch up with.
I cry because I’m always exhausted.
I cry because I have terrible headaches.
I cry because I get angry and irritated easily.
I cry because I feel pain even when doing simple things like carrying groceries or applying makeup.
I cry because I have all these appointments to go to.
I cry because I don’t feel like I can keep up with my life.
I cry because I don’t think my body is fit for an athlete.
I cry because I’m insecure.
I cry because my dad lives across the country.
I cry because my grandma always shouts at me.
I cry because I feel like my pain limits me to reach my goals.
I cry because at times I feel worthless.
I cry because I hate financial issues.
I cry because I’m stressed about finding a new home to live in.
I cry because I feel like I’ve lost my personality.
I cry because at times I feel all alone.
I cry because it’s hard to stop crying.
- – purple V
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