​From my experience, nighttime seems to be when the mask falls off. The strength that would carry me through the day finally leaves. And I found myself sitting with my thoughts. During this time, you may become engrossed in how much you miss them, how much you just want to see them and lay next to them. After breakups, I dreamt about placing my head on their chest and drifting carelessly to sleep. 

​Have you ever felt trapped or alone suffocating- gasping for air both literally or figuratively? 
 
Have you ever felt so disconnected from everything that you felt as if you no longer mattered, or that no one cared? Drowning in your own pain, struggling to understand your purpose and grasping for an understanding of self.