Part 2:
Suppressed into a globe of abhorrence where nothing is accessible and where no one can get to you no matter how hard they try.
It takes an exceptionally strong individual to catch you, to break down that steel wall and to stick by you, against all resentfulness forever believe in you when you have seized to believe in yourself.
When you are in the grips of depression, consuming more than the suggested dose in a bid to ‘ease the pain’, in a mêlée with a dominating eating disorder and on a self disparaging rampage with a razorblade do you still enquire about your existence or do we cling on to the hope that one day we will not need answers to our questions but will be satisfied with the things we do know rather than those we do not?
