I feel like I'm drowning in the middle of a lake. Occasionally a log will float near me. It looks sturdy, but whenever I grab for the log, it breaks apart into sharp splinters. My choices are to grab for the next log which breaks again and cuts me more, or stay and drown in my own bloody misery.

I feel like I'm bleeding out in the middle of the lake. Splinters of my mistakes and all the ways I've hurt those I care for are slowly draining me. My strength is leaving me tonight, left completely and wholly alone.