I pressed hard on my temples and groaned out, "God make it stop!"
I fell back on the bed feeling like my fight for survival was over. My quest to remain in control of my fate and sanity was out of my hands. I felt raw, open, and exposed.
Tears came and I whispered into the stillness of the room, "God help me, because no one else can!" Strangely then I fell asleep and I dreamed.