I feel broken and alone. Tonight, I thought I’d be fine. I didn’t think I’d have to deal with intrusive thoughts, and I wouldn’t think they’d be this bad, to the point of making me cry and have terrible stomach pains and tremble. I feel like I’m losing this battle. The mental pain is so hard to overcome. I just want someone to hold me in their arms and comfort me. I don’t know how much longer I can handle all of this. I need someone.