Every time I lie down and am still, it's like the world is rushing towards me at a hundred miles an hour. There's nothing I can do and nowhere I can go to escape it.
As the world comes rushing at me, it brings the fear with it; it comes swooping in like a wave that I know will completely inundate me.
I can't rest without lying still, but as soon as I stop moving about, I'm overcome by these awful feelings that make rest impossible. It's exhausting and depressing and terrifying. It just never ends.
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