Please be patient with me.

There are days where I feel happy and invincible, and there are days where I can barely move or get out of bed without my mind rushing to several different situations and outcomes when nothing has even happened that day.

There are days where I will feel completely drained, every muscle in my body will ache and my chest will feel like someone is pulling it down to my stomach. Everything will feel as if it's falling onto my shoulders, and I break down sobbing with no words to gather that will even begin to describe why I feel the way I do.

Please be patient with me when these days come, please understand that it's hard for me to control how my days play out. When I cannot get out of bed, lay by me and talk to me until I can grab the energy to pull myself off the bed. When I panic and can't breathe, do not grab me and hug me — sit in front of me and try to talk to me — help me control my breathing. When I start crying out of nowhere after you ask me, 'What's wrong?' Slowly hold me, remind me you're still there and you're there for me tell me it's OK.

Please be patient with me when my anxiety is in hyper-drive, and I cannot control the outcomes it creates from made-up situations or possible situations. Keep my mind occupied-tell me what happened during your day, tell me a story, help me calm my breathing when I begin to hyperventilate. Please do not get angry or frustrated at me, I didn't ask to panic about it. It comes out of nowhere, sometimes I don't know where it came from or what caused it to suddenly come over me. It's hard to explain, to points where it's nearly impossible to comprehend words properly. Stay by my side.

Please be patient with me when my depression hits, for I cannot control this either.Depression is hard to fight, as it'll become voices in my head and tell me everything I've ever done was a mistake. It'll become hard to get out of bed or do the smallest of tasks, to talk about my day or answer small questions. I'll break down and cry because my mind won't stop screaming, putting the blame directly on me for something happening in that one split second or over the course of months — and my emotions come crashing down. My chest will feel heavy, my body will ache and I'll feel numb in every part of my body. Depression is hard to explain, it's hard to explain what exactly happens when it hits hard or how to deal with it every day. Some days I can stomp on it and enjoy my day, and some days, it'll stomp me. Please be patient with me when it hits hard.

It is hard for me to ask for help, it is hard for me to phrase how I feel in just a couple of sentences, it is hard for me to explain what exactly is going through my head, it is hard for me to express my emotions. Please be patient with me, as I battle and continue to grow while I find happiness in the world around me. All I want to do is get better and live a happy life, for the body aches to cease and the voices I hear to go silent. Please understand me, along with many other's struggle with similar illnesses/disorders and need patience from the people around us to get better and grow stronger from the things we struggle with. Sometimes they are beyond our control, and it can feel like it controls us altogether when it doesn't.

Please be patient with me while I am getting help and please be patient with me.