One moment all was well, a second later I find myself helplessly drifting towards Abyss Island.

Alone in a boat floating in the sea of the subconscious, with no paddle to redirect -the current pulls me to a destination I do not want to arrive at.

A deep emptiness swallows every thought and morsel of motivation. Intrusive insults splash against my vessel despite my attempts to stay dry and positive.

Self-loathing, worthlessness, and a sense of hopelessness is accompanied by a shame that consumes my sense of self.