40 psi

It’s all too much now
It’s beyond too far.
The masks, the vaccines, the second dose, third dose, booster.
The pain, the fear, the terror. It’s enough now.
My mental health has made the call for me and has completely fractured. It has leaked in to my subconscious and has manifested itself in very real and very frightening ways.
The stomach aches, the tension. Toothache, headache, passing out, throwing up.

I have nothing left. I have no more resources. I can go no further.

2 more weeks. Save the NHS. Keep on keeping on.
3 more weeks. A month. Forever. Whatever.
What are you going to do about it?

I’ve been so busy the last two years trying to do the right thing, trying to keep others safe and I’ve accidentally forfeited myself in the process.

And now what? Who will help me?

There’s a waiting list.

You are number 5 in the queue. For a call that never gets answered. No one listens.

“A little bit more. A little bit more” they encourage, slavering greedily, squeezing harder and harder.
“A little bit more, MORE, MORE!”

I’ve nothing left.

“BUT WE NEED MORE!!”
Blood. Money. Time. Just more. We need all of you. Everything you have.

Take it. I’m just crumbs and dust now and you still aren’t happy with that. You took my hard won joy and confidence and siphoned it away until I was nothing but a husk.

Apparently 40 psi is the pressure that will annihilate a human body.
But for the mind already under pressure, all it takes is one bad day.