My thoughts stalk me in the middle of the night leaving me restless. I lay down and toss and turn with my depression and wake up to my anxiety. I would call it a threesome, but my disorders constantly fight over who has the best of me. And truthfully I want to breakup with both of them, but I can't. Because unlike someone else they always be there no matter what. But they're the reason my relationships don't last, my face breaks out, and I haven't slept in a week. Just like Auntie Flo they visit during there time when they missed me so much and ruin my days and nights. Causing panic attacks, hopelessness, and avoidance. You both know me better than I know myself. I refuse to let you define me, but why can't I be without you?