2 Quotes by Jannet Casas

It feels like I’m trapped in quicksand. The more I struggle, the more I sink. So I stop struggling. I stop trying to free myself; because the more I struggle the scarier it becomes. Then—and only then did panic yield long enough for a numbness to spread and stick to me like a second skin.

I wanted to forget everything; all the problems. I was done with them. I was done questioning everything; done walking on broken eggs shells instead of air. I wanted this. Needed this…