Dear TeaK,

I want to heal, but I don’t have any strength left. I’m so confused, afraid, and unstable that I’m literally grieving for the loss of the loved ones as if they were actually dead. It feels like I’m living in a thick fog that leaves me feeling empty, exhausted, and entirely unlike myself. I feel detachment, from both my body and my sense of self. I feel alienated from their own reflection, I don’t recognize and feel any connection with myself. I’m so tired and exhausted, but my fears and anxiety, regrets, and remorses are torturing me. I’ve realized that I’m a lost soul, I wish I was never born. I have so much poison in my mind. I’m going to a mental health professional for counseling today. It’s my last hope!