How Much More?

It is taking all the energy that anxiety hasn’t stolen to keep fighting but how much longer can I go on? The ups and downs are pulling me into depression. The thought of lost time adds to it. I am a prisoner, locked inside my own body, with a life sentence. What powers us to go on? How do we pull ourselves out of bed each morning to fight another day? How many more days will I lose locked inside? The buzzing in my head, the weakness in my legs, the feeling of fear in my stomach, I can’t face it much more.