My nausea, It creeps in unexpectedly. I feel faint on my planet without gravity. Unallowed to fall. Unallowed to throw up. Can't empty my stomach,  I empty my heart. My tears flow but  float away where no one sees. My nausea hit, and the cycle begins once more.

I subconsciously let go of my responsibilities when it all gets too overwhelming, which has negatively affected my interpersonal relationships. I wish I were more resilient, but I feel like overly stretched metal, brittle to the touch.