I honestly don't think there is anything that I am missing, I am really the person I think I am, and nothing more though possibly a little less. You call it low self esteem? Giving names, diagnosing... What help is it if it cannot or will not be put to good use? And me. I'm drowning in society but no one can see you once you've gone this far under, you're swallowing more water as you scream but the endless sea of legs continues kicking, knocking teeth out to get to the surface, ignoring the murky blood they leave behind to get that fresh sea air that is always just an inch from reach, looming above us like the giant question: If we're all drowning, who's left to save us?