Beneath the Epidermis

The shaking never stops. Even on good days, like yesterday, it’s still there. You can’t see it, but it’s there, nested beneath the surface of the skin, inter-mingled with the anxiety and depression. I can only hope that someday they all will release their grip on me. Just like the painful knots forever between my shoulder blades, the interior shaking never goes away.

  2 comments for “Beneath the Epidermis

  1. joonie220
    April 23, 2013 at 11:22

    Sending you big hugs, Bradley. I know this doesn’t help much, but you aren’t alone. Ever.

    • April 23, 2013 at 11:49

      Thank you, joonie. Actually, knowing you’re not along helps a lot. Big Hugs.

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