it feels like you're caught in the middle of a rushing current,
being pulled multiple ways. the current could easily pull you
under. you hear others breathing, telling you to "just get out."
they don't help you.
and sometimes, you'll find someone who helps. who extends a
hand for you to hold onto, stopping you from being pulled by the
rushing current. but, as time goes by, the grip loosens. they give up,
letting go. it sends you out into the current again, leaving you to be
dragged under by the water. the river whispers that it would be easier
to 'just give up'. to just let yourself be dragged under again.
but you keep trying.