I rise from my soft pillow, white like the feathers of a doves wings. The light that pours out of my window bathes my room in a soft morning glow, like lips of beauty, kissed my eyes making me see the world through a different lens than the day before. A Lens in which you only see the good.

But beware what seems to good to be true. Because it always is.

As soon is I feel my warm feet against the cold tile of my bathroom floor, I can feel what feels like a tingle of nervousness that starts to creep it’s way up my now cold but sweaty legs. What was before just felt like nerves was now a dark and sickening shadow that I was fighting to not let take me. I felt powerless against it, this vision blurring, dizzy feeling darkness spreading through me. And I then couldn’t control my own body, like I wasn’t even in my own skin. Then the world was black, and there was not a thought in my mind; until I felt the feeling of fingers, my fingers, pressed against the cold bathroom sink. I’m slumped against the counter, And I stand to look at myself in the mirror. A blurry figure stares at me, pale faced and stunned. The world no longer looked beautiful.

To all my girls out there who randomly fainted for the first time today!