Do you ever get a sudden realisation of worthlessnes running through you? Like icy water piercing. All your regrets, and ‘things I should have said’. Do you ever feel like you don’t know who you are or what you were? If you didn’t have a passport or birth certification you wouldn’t feel you had an identity at all. Have you wished yourself, skinnier, prettier, more intelligent, dead? Is it a physical feeling, an ache in your lower chest, as if it’s emploding through your soul? Do you ever feel broke, insecure, fatigued, resentful. Do you wish it would all just end? Do you wish you had the courage? Do you want to dissapear too; at the same time yearn to be found? Have you ever been too empty to shed a single tear?