I’ve reached my limit.

there is only so much horror and loss and desperation and fear i can absorb.

it makes me feel so helplessly panicked inside. yet i can’t ignore it the way other people can. other people can turn their heads and hearts away. they can read it or see it on the news, then simply turn off the television and go to bed. me: i see people suffering and i get that fight-or-flight response. but i have nothing to fight with, and i can’t run away. so it just sits there like an aching heavy stone in my stomach.

fury blinds me.

i’ve reached my limit, and now i’m spilling over.

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