It's never being good enough.
It's forgetting what it is like to function outside of the constant fog cloud of fatigue. Forgetting what it is like to wake up after 10, 12, 14 hours of sleep and feeling refreshed and rested. Wanting to spend all day in bed asleep because the time you have to be aware of how you just hurt is less that way.
It's wanting to curl up within yourself, except that you are intensely uncomfortable in your own skin so you really don't want to do that either. So you exist in limbo, simply existing for a while.
It's the never ending cycle of thought that flows through your mind, unbidden and unwanted and uncontrollable and unwelcome. "You suck. You're awful. You're less than. You MUST be perfect. You will NEVER learn to cope. You will ALWAYS feel like hell."
It's recognizing the cycle of negativity yet feeling helpless to stop it.
It's the constant worry. The catastrophizing. The panic attacks.
It's seeing the reminder and freaking out and dying on the inside. A touch, a gesture, a scent. Triggers.
It's being numb.
It's the guilt. The constant gnawing guilt of feeling like you are failing everyone around you. Like you are to blame for your circumstances and why you are here and in this situation.
It's desperately wanting to feel better but lacking the motivation to even get up and make the call. The fear. The stigma. The lies that run through your mind.
Make the call. It gets better.